skyscrapings

The first dynasterial commotion levelled into the mist Like a pulped up bringeronner against the whitish tide that eliminatorizes the rising sun. There with a locamotivated tunnelling of soundworthiness the ecstatical spasmegenderized vehicle goes down on a harvested pea shell dented and spoiled and vulcanised into emmiting great ashen periodicals and indigenous rocky formitudes and second guesses priding itself up into voiceless concerns and generalisations until tongues stop their wagging and become as ulcerated as an embedded with mould tooth whose decayence grows like a languid teariedup eyeball shook out the dirty water drops and leveled the skyscrapings and pigeon shit.