Wires and thicker wires and copper. Plated pennies and guitar solos and generators as big as square mileage of states and vacillations between cosmic bodies. Can govern a soul. Operation, but we get a little farther beyond the game of. Life and death gets old real quickly. When you don't know what the weather will be. Tomorrow is another day. Light is hard when you wander out of your front door at 2 P.M.
Is unacceptable so try harder. Is better than going the quick route. Home need not be the slipshod if you can manage to make the time to change it into. The heart of the sun glows something smiley when. Feeling dies down into something manageable. Speed is sweet like letting the clutch go seamlessly into second gear. Up for combat. Said the face to the body and the bones.
While the head punched a hole in the sky and he came. Buckets in the brigade to the factory on fire somewhere west of here. Lies captain first class ribbon on a chest of gold. Slippy glitter coin fresh from the battle where eyes still see blood at the edges. Are things that make people part. From each other the same way electromigration damages circuits over time.
Grafts skin back together where nothing else could. We have a party where we only drink. Sodas on the road to bigger and better things. Fall down harder because they are sky giants feasting whale like on the itty bits of dreams that turn into current driven silt. Will settle. Down to the floor when there is enough shift in currents or some kind of stand still. Enough it's hard to tell if the ground moves.
Bring the clouds into question and they will give. Two eyes on the heavens where the sky decides to bleed through the sutures. Taste funny when they are licked too hard. Up for answers that feel quaked to begin with. This sword will bring the kingdom to the ground. Reason down to powder. A nose is another mode of feeling. The world come apart. From everything known before. Source code.
