but it do look like a giant combo, cheese delapidatedly
bamfed from prodigal existance. smoothed into atomic comas
perpetually waking in recursive oh hyperventillted shits of " mother fucker just
dremelled a hole in me!"
another second splits
and the nucleus moves recalling its grey purposes of
static..
heaven of lightnings
crickets or distant humans being word balloons
snaps
evaporating
chasing the distant rumblings of all its heavy downpours.
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the contours of sentinal 996 of able stationary sinew
peirced vertices of opulent eyesight launced queasily up,
infecting us all with metallic ambivellence in our hope,
our holy urine cupped in our metaphoric hands,
for weeks to come. seeming to spread through the steam of earths outer iris, its off centered shouldered haunches
spread spit babies of buckshot sunlight into the mauseleums
of spectators five miles beneath the southern polar ice sheets.
its infrared balance seeking such truths, obliges and arc too beautiful for nature
across the horse latitudes.
.
t minus 22 days till launch.
'
I am a whisper
yet the integration remains in the wetworks
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the contours of sentinel 996 towered a stench of able stationary sinew,
and pierced our vortices's of opulent eyesight launched queasily up;
infecting us all with metallic ambivalence in our hope,
our holy urine cupped in metaphoric hands for weeks to come.
Seeming to spread through the steam of earths outer iris, its off centered shouldered haunches
spread spit babies of buckshot sunlight into the mausoleums
of more distant spectators five miles beneath the southern polar ice pools in their private caskets, their padded wicker baskets.
Inhaling the hypnosis, i recall recorded mourners kneeling before the austerity
of steel girders, mocking their machined penatralia with the fetal alms of ancient tragedy as the rivets precision refuses the ghost.
.
sentinal 996 bathes in the heliocoils of engineered gravities,
its servos whirr and balance on foundations of waves
before scanning such truths, obliging an arc too beautiful for nature
across the north horse latitudes.
.
t minus 22 days till liftoff.
'
"I am a whisper among crowds,
yet, an integration remains in the wetworks."

-------
the contours of sentinel 996 towered a stench
of able stationary sinew,
and pierced our vortices's of opulent eyesight launched
queasily up;
infecting all with metallic ambivalence in our hope,
our holy urine cupped in metaphoric hands for weeks to come.
Seeming to spread through the steam of earths outer iris,
its off
centered shouldered
haunches split spit babies of buckshot sunlight
into the mausoleums
of more distant spectators in their private caskets,
their padded wicker baskets,
five miles beneath the southern polar ice pools .
Inhaling the hypnosis, i recall recorded mourners kneeling
before the austerity of steel girders,
mocking their machined penatralia with the fetal alms of ancient tragedy as the rivets precision refuses the ghost.
.
sentinal 996 bathes in the heliocoils
of engineered gravities,
its servos whirr and balance on foundations of waves
before scanning such truths,
obliging an arc too beautiful for nature
across the north horse latitudes.
.
t minus 22 days till liftoff.
'
"I am a whisper among crowds,
yet, an integration remains in the wetworks."

-------
the contours of sentinel 996 towered a stench
of able stationary sinew,
and pierced our vortices's of opulent eyesight launched
queasily up;
infecting all with metallic ambivalence in our hope,
our holy urine cupped in metaphoric hands for weeks to come.
Seeming to spread through the steam of earths outer iris,
its off
centered shouldered
haunches split spit babies of buckshot sunlight
into the mausoleums
of more distant spectators in their private caskets,
their padded wicker baskets,
five miles beneath the southern polar ice pools .
Inhaling the hypnosis, i recall recorded mourners kneeling
before the austerity of steel girders,
mocking their machined penatralia
with the fetal alms of ancient tragedy
as the rivets precision refuses the ghost.
.
sentinal 996 bathes in the heliocoils
of engineered gravities,
its servos whirr and balance on foundations of waves
before scanning such truths,
obliging an arc too beautiful for nature
across the north horse latitudes.
.
t minus 22 days till liftoff.
'
"I am a whisper among crowds,
yet, an integration remains in the wetworks."

-------
helicoil - coriolis deflection for sentinal 996 rests at approx 77 gravitons
.
penetralia - 18 cycles.
-------
"Here there be dragons with oxygen tanks.."

the contours of sentinel 996 towered a 47 story stench
of able stationary sinew,
piercing our vortices's of opulent eyesight launching
queasily up;
infecting all with metallurgic ambivalence in our hope,
our holy urine cupped in metaphoric hands
for weeks to come.
Seeming to spread through the steam of earths outer iris,
its off
centered shouldered
haunches shrug
splitting spit babies of buckshot sunlight
into the mausoleums
of distant spectators in their private caskets,
their padded wicker baskets,
five miles beneath the southern polar ice pools .
.
Inhaling the hypnosis, i recall recorded mourners kneeling
before the austerity of steel girders,
mocking their machined penatralia
with the fetal alms of ancient tragedy
as the rivets precision refuses the ghost.
.
sentinal 996 bathes in the heliocoils
of its engineered gravities,
servos whirr and balance on foundations of waves
before scanning such truths,
obliging an arc too beautiful for nature
across the north horse latitudes.
.
t minus 22 days till liftoff.
'
"I am a whisper among crowds,
yet, an integration remains in the wetworks."