As Watching Is Itself a Little Voyage

Fistfuls of tossed rice zigzag to celebrate. Sumatra sips thin within the copper pan as watching is itself a little voyage splintering the spurs and choice confessions. Vertigo impends. The bluebird shrills toward laxity as brain fray lingers hostage in a bray. Whole momentum parses what it parches in the brush of window light a sleight of handsome that defrays a near facsimile of lust. Romance turns bust approaching the corner lot of imposition. Near neighborly feeling lifts the fantasy all is right whirled guava pinked with shoreline. A version of aversion slumps beside the polished pane resisting full frontal evidence. The patchwork of a lifeline caffeined out of poise goes limber for a spell then withers homeward.

Posture, pasture, small remittance