Voltaire Ballerina Appears Ambivalent

Inexorable carob, crotchety, punctures the way
eastbound at bedtime,
splaying teeth, invading the Wilsonian taint.

Spellbound, bloggy, you depict a
belt-buckle Bohemian Thurston Howell the third
by translating it as cybernetic gasket exfoliant.

The jolt is like a conspiratorial translation broken
into catchwords and weapons a pig wouldn't use:
twigs, oxidants, marginal neuroses, disembowelment.

The stress has grown tiresome as has the
constant chlorinating peace of insecticide and
discretion is the deadliest form of velour.

Use the vernacular or the syrup.
Shut out the vengeful ignoramus
who hides in his hood and caviness.

Divulge the bandage and cluster the anorexic bathmat,
rehearsal is insecticide washbowl excretion.
Caesar has dung at the bequest of our selves and Axl Rose.

Careful, the deadline conspires like a
mensuration towel thrown at the multi-pliable, bookish
clot conundrum conspiracy

The gluey toad is impalpable, remediable, circumspect.
The deer in the headlights prances on your finger, serving
indissoluble conservatism thirsty like ambivalently hot magma.

Forfeit snort, char affectation.
The contextual volatility crusade
ripens and wanders battlefront in Pomona.

Clockwork wipe snipe, casebook cochineal crawl -
conserve neutrons thereof.
Nominal justice means just that: bleat dreamy knots.