Fingers or fists-
Fits of finite fervent sanctity.
Future proof futility
Twists, tricks, triumphs!
Simple solo Force
Flame flicker inhalations
It's not the same now without your watchful eye. Slave to simplistic survival. Spoiled determinatiion to sink under. Heavy breath heaving chest enigmatic arch. Examination of introversion and implied diversion. Rising suffocating heat hordes comfort complicating coorelated fates.
How can one eighty spin so fast and patterns dance like leaves in plaster and corners? Failure to withold hopes and forward gravitational flow. Waiting for the sunrise I am bored searching for some connection that is a gift of some Christmas that will never arrive.
Fingers crossed and frozen breath as heartbeats pound away.