are too far from the form. I remember that preserve the safety limit as the last item.
Now thousands are grown in floating. particles are grown in a universe subject matter your unnatural magnetism.

oval. round. elliptical. pregnant.

in my imagination have kept roundness. forms hot
the sun that rolls over the water.  then hides his vast hardwood in yourself nude.

something sharp. angle. triangle.

something that we Crucify the corners. Our  noisy power walls.
something like a shadow cone. dig me a tunnel form. infinite open now blind. opens where there was no way.

close out the world once a dog. talking circles, circles. I was in the womb of our eternal love. not long ago I was born to be born suddenly without me. without us compose each other. months that was once strong and powerful. you gave her silver eyes that see me no matter what.