193.

Ensuring that one
can no longer even un-
-tangle the barest

of thoughts without the
cacophony of feelings
reverberating.

192.

Where even the choice
of direction in limbic
systems become changed.

191.

Wrapping the mood of
each slow movement across the
framework of this scene.

190.

Here we jump start the
static electricity
of our skeletons,

until the atoms
inside learn how to tandem
with their own mirrors.

189.

Our bodies meeting
to try and match the machines
of heart's together.

188.

Where, together, our
eyes show that nothing matters
beyond the glint of

ivory tusks in
the moonlight, just waiting for
two mouths to press close.

187.

A discography
in motion, set with you stand-
-ing upon the press.

186.

As here, I wait for
you to drink me straight through to
your velvet soft touch.

185.

Your face is a dream.
Pressed down in its own ideal-
-ism sifted in-

-to a new type of
architecture and spent back
through this mapped distance.

184.

Another year spent
in dissipation, such joy
these lazy bones bring.

183.

Memory, the tool
through which knowledge forms its own
chance at making change.

182.

Your bigotry a
luxury comprised of hold-
-ing popular choice.

181.

The displacement of
normative, inherent feel-
-ings, rewinds oddly.

180.

Only in looking
beyond what your eyes see, can
true vision be found.