John Tyler Mounce
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Wish, only, for their spirit, grief stir.
Every sporadic moment comes forth..
Pliers places shaken down with cope.
Anomalies begun to the sewing machine
The nebulous of her social disease
Modicum came through her stool
Lauds of an overloaded spite.
Malaise the missing of her womb.
His soul is back with her designation
Palatable praise put to heir's pillow
Deftness denied but doesn't dynasty
Mistaken misdeeds misled by mindset
Deviant death that curse I felt
Scathing with a soul that shall succeed
Kinship with only kindness my heart to retrieve
Purportedly place the memory bank
Fraught with a foreign storm of sound
Alas her pain has surrender to thine
Pernicious this proper place
Loathsome the longing of this man
Futile to a fight that held they hand
Inscrutably idiosyncratic illness
Protagonist prayers that peep
Ailing the magnate to.. rest easy, verily.
(via Conway & Loretta. Mini Skirt by John Tyler Mounce)
#ConwayandLoretta
Phlox is this person, Purity.
Obeisance their obvious angelic maybem
Velleity those verily vision, Chalice.
Lousewort laying near a gravesite
Atrophy to one's own attention span
Patrimony the Pilgrim's day of Christmas
Gobbledygook the fiction and facets to facts
Euphemism these erratic gestures, gaining..
Wantonly this witty wordy web of electro
Portmanteau amongst any pupil's peeking
Attrition those without their academic
Nauseam the negative and know thy positive
Adage any adjective, noun or pronouns
Affidavit the authentic actual events
Aitch an honorable mention, Hemmingway
Vapulatory the Vikings violin's strung
Gestate a pro choice to living or adopt
Phlox, name is pansy.
(via "To the back of identifying government.." Throw Blanket for Sale by John Tyler Mounce)
An expiration of an ID that I decorated a bit..
Strangely Related (Questions that Broke)
Norse along thine's Notting slides
Arose a scroll of numeric fought
Questions that broke thy stolen stays
Deeply crossings those shining externally
Blind not to miss the used of mine
Hope but not less than an equals taught
Going to hinder this kind, lovingly lie
A remark to cease the auction of art
Who deems the spotless nights turned days
Glasses about my face, to ensure a vision
This house's driveways of thons ways
Burning a hole through devious paintings
Spoken a staged going thru backwards chained
Flames thy golden with a healing to living
Screams without a tongue of buried
Raining the aftermath of resorts, alone.
These sky's pinks are the hideaways..
Strangely too idiosyncratic mouths jolted to be..
Seen as skin to skin as fellows, hunger.
Lovers as to each to belong being called
As this innocence listens this remembrance
Solely the same, we're not.
Anything but all the replays forever bodied
To be.. damned.
"Strangely Related."
Glitter His Scene, Rebirth.
Glitter that forgets the darken space
Heaven's hell bent forward once
A state of blackness doomed
Dare I overdose by a heroin
Drug that poked skin deep
A scare that luckily brought back
To learn a purpose not retracing
Trust was taken like my life
The solar Luna of midsummer flee
Flown too high and regret
But now a story to tell
Doesn't make it safe to expose
So I'll just begin left to run
Roaming the gaze too blue
Shot to die that missed
Thankful for father God
Amen to His scientific glory
And not ready for me..
Just yet.
"It was the past and the future too, and that he liked to imagine that those likely held only this present senses. It's only till thons must've stood stills."
By: John (Tyler) Mouncé
AKA 'Tyler Somebodies'.
(via Macadamizes Milliliters Might Morph. A-Line Dress by John Tyler Mounce)
#macadamizesmillilitersmightmorph
