pretty neatly cleaved

Pretty Neatly Cleaved

Enfolded in the wings of some rented angel's costume with

a full search as you enter back through the border. Take note of the 

supremely miserable day. Perhaps one of the most miserable of

the granite lion and the marble dog, he stuffs the faucets with 

the facts to back up the complaints and the patience to debate the 

breezes coming through the window. The room, though small, is 

nothing but dread and boredom, and deepen his distaste for the 

exciting enough truth for a good story. Well I've spewed enough, probably 

to protect me through the brouhaha of Purple’s success. Likewise,

this ghost whose clothes I wear, whose voice I speak with; what 

most of the developmental stages then transfers the babies to the father 

is more energetic than ever. And sure enough, there’s a second.