As maybe it's gentle spellbinding to make the way to the abbatoir nicer.

 

well maybe I've built up an immunity

to purple yin poison anyway;- bit

stupid to be frightened of a

colour in itself eh. Could be

crocuses in copenhagen for instance,

or a beautiful sky after having clambered

along all the cliff bottom rock's to beachy

head lighthouse, waves gently crashing;- as

maybe just perhap's sometimes they rather

abusively clique a person out, yet a

person does rather need other options.

Send me straight back as a first literality

to the early noughties why fucking don't

yer, in order to only ever be abused

by those type's of authority in

unknowing. But maybe just

possibly there's a way to

hold separate still even

in the fucking face

of actually doing it.

Maybe just possibly you've become

too fucking arrogant and assumptive.

do you want your marraiges to survive

or not, as to say a woman would

fucking walk out on yer.

yes I'm afraid the B side can be THAT

equivalently good;- fucking has to be.

there are people 'like you' in the world.