Attitude Descending a Staircase

nine T's degree lower than wet bulb descents
to de-greed was not a cub-ist (baby bears are 
not yet socialists) but human rays manta re-
fractions (denomination) as the blue is cut with,
what do you call that? yellow? it's always deeper
case with ease, because the sentence chase is sur
realink to the naked past; e-motion needs a charge
to battery down to the level of an average rudeo
driven new yonker; model please ~ flip me and 
infinitive the ocean, give a crest to a wave and
brush your teeth with chemistry (stoichiometry 
guarantees carbon will default on its bonds)
don't stanza my timbers, it's red wood heights,
freewheeling from paris to marsold duchamp's
naberhood.

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