Separate, unequal: matter covers mind
In its mucus remembrane, saved ones zero out
The thought in its\elf
Splash, sight zone begotten by ear-lingua
Frankishly, croque bedlam with a hammy egg
Whets not an appetite, but a smooth throaty pipe
Say it like you fizz, as words may vibrate that which
They pass through while rigorously evading
A conscious conceit
Effervesce, love, for fiction! Stable classifications
Erode under moderate, constant, volcanic earthquakes
Plurality is no experience: while specific gravity won't be felt
It will make you fall
Roman Ryan 