Emotional dreamscapes exist in the daytime hours.
Perfect inescapable bliss
Fully sharpened.
It's been a big black time of time cum.
Accidents impossibly impenetrable,
Diatribes of inescapable complexity,
A nuance not set above
Extreme and utter carnal pleasure.
Please, bring notes to me,
Unconscious denizens of doom and despair,
An expression of light amidst the dark.
Inside the dark.
A dark so bright it illuminates itself with an utter inky wash.
A light so bright, so immensely vibrant
It pulsates with umpteen energy
The infinite and call to beyond
A time scale,
A never realm,
A feat of two feet that lock,
A similar,
An assumption,
A full wash of colour,
Bright, vivid colour,
So many colours you can't see them anymore,
They just become black.
Impenetrable.
Internal.
Infernal.
Night has
Silence.
