getting it write

rivers run and the sun shines on the young at heart...shivers sheva in the night of light...veiws of chrysanthemum sandwiches shaped like the new moon...ever exploding all the time...ever dying in the moment to moment passages...flew to the center few there yet...going to say water is wet as rivers run wide and high...going to say the test of nukes quake the sunami...the earth revolts as the residents float...sparks that die where fires should be...juniper berries for tea and three divided...particular choices and the forces of power set free...turnip soap to clean the aftermath...the next universe before this one was not to small they say...they say tomorrow is after yesterday but before today the end was...schedule the nebula trip to dip into the see food and its dinner...a river of blood as thought would make a bag gag on its handle...tonal discourse and divorce and sorrow...perfect placement in the basement cracks...water seeps into the sky around the mountain of peace...deliberate tries to make its soda for the masses of butterflies...water with the taste of a mountain in pain...hurt by eyes just breaking the yellow toxic locks...purple and blue ppl put peas in soup softly...