gained on me on the road down which I've walked is it love? that's what the song says. could the punctuated not at all equilibrium tell a story in fewer syllables? questionable, yes? considerations of the monstrous, a market for the free trade of failures and insipid whispers. semi-colon, colonized arthritis, oh stop, no metaphors of health could be kind to anyone, so play music, but don't do the words.