The flesh is asleep, at rest; outside the dead-air hangs hard on the Bones & the Mass of her Tiny Voice ruins upon her Face running off.
Outside & beating-off. rest the Mass ruins her asleep, as Air is upon The Dead hang upon the hard Voice fleshes the Bones face-her, Tiny & running off in the Dark
Oh, face-her, & flesh the body-upon & beating-off. Outside asleep, off running the rest-in, Voice her dead-ruins the Mass, the Bones Tiny upon The Hanged, the Dark, as if: “it’s getting Hard” & breathing-in our Air
& Outside: the Mass; her dark-bones in the body-upon & off “it’s breathing-in-on as the Dear Hang Hard” running now, tiny & getting air-in & all the rest-in, ruins asleep, fleshes-is, the “Oh, our beating-off” to face-her, now as the Voice crumbles in your Hand, little-by-little
All the dark-bones little-by-little & ours so tiny-now & Her, crumbling Outside: you & “the breathing-in-on beating-off” in running the ruins asleep, “Dear Oh, dear-in this Voice is Hard” getting & in the Mass off & Hanged “it’s rest-in, is the body-upon air-in fleshes the face-her, as the Hand, becomes a Figure, obscured by Sno & Desire
So, off with the fucking Hand, off with the body-upon, is ruins all The Hanged outside & still-beating-off in Desire rest-in, getting on The Figure, as you “Oh, the asleep” the Voice our dear-in is little-by-little a Dear running her face-her, all the air-in dark-bones her Hard, now, becomes the Sno & crumbles by an obscured Figure which fleshes the Mass so tiny, so tired, & it’s the breathing-in-on the Heart till it stops to drop
So, crumbles off to construct the Sno which “Oh, So, stops & drop all body-upon” Oh dear, is it Hard to Sleep—[?] All stomps-on her breathing-in-on & obscured still-beating-off in air-in All. The Figure, in Hand, as becomes The Heart fleshes to ruins in now, you The Mass, you so tiny, as outside you her-is by The Hanged, running & dear-in the rest-in, our so-so tired-tired or, little-by-little with this face-her. & so Desire: the dark-bones & skinning-off the Voice & to till-till getting near the sour-filled
The All is the construct All. & near, Hard Desires All in “Oh, the is-is running So” The Hounds covered in Sno as the dark-bones crumble souring-hours & her-is so ruins to Sleep—[?] The little-by-little her & you watch the
Now, giveths The Hand & dear-dear, our Voice drops in the “Oh, to now so nothing near” outside covered in The Lake, squeezed this-is getting sour-filled with the turning Off & still-beating this Heart, ruins the air-in running “is” & dear-in so. So, The Obscured of You crumbles to face-her. Or, construct till-till still skinning-off stops the Mass, in Hanged. The rest-in, is the her-is The Freeze stomps-on & her All. We, so “Scream the So” becomes our Hounds all tired-tired, as is You. & as body-upon, in watching Sno to Sleep—[?] Figures. Hard is this Tiny, flesh grounding-down little-by-little. Our breathing-in-on Desires souring-hours, souring the dark-bones in Eye was the last to be recognized as Human
& squeezed sour-filled stomps-on drops The So-SO, is how I Figures. Her running Hanged. Fleshes the Voice my dear-in her-is still Human skinning-off what covered our soso this is recognized in souring-hours & The Lake or, The Mass, to watching, to turning now is souring in grounding-down the Eye, in Hard Sleep—[?] Oh, Tiny, stops. The dear-dear, “Scream & dark-bones so Now, & Our in the All is this face-her. The We, little-by-little nothing till-till ruins us So. This-is beating the tired-tired, Hounds giveths to the body-upon & the-with now was All. Rest-in, in “Oh, as the Hand, as the Heart, as still-beating to & You in The Outside “is” breathing-in-on how The Obscured getting to Sno or, the air-in crumbles our so-so SO. As freeze-as-us or You & Desire becomes the last bitch to drop
