The Confession

"Inside the charitable house two deprecating frogs speakers in silence.

Again with the floorboards the clouds roll across the ceruminiferous dreamscape,

Missing is the tale for physical appearance is visible to the invisible.

Anonymous influences dancing on grass fields and bicrescentic horse backs.

None is the meaning when windows dance around the badly charred water;

Yield the paperback anvil as it tortillas the hall with yarborough and baked goods;

Mandolins iron the xylophobic chicken along the board of zenzizenzizenzic equation;

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis disarms the yawning balalaika;

Had had had had had had had had had had had a better effect to it;

Oval octopuses open orange octagons operate on obsequiousness orphans;

Many eyes have many spies;

And that that is is that that is not is not is that it it is;

Nocturnal stones melt upon the contact of joyous solid air;

Igloos built above the invinsible swan lake in the pressense of molten fish gills;

Alas fart farts fart in the pure aroma of titan arums and raffelsias;

Cold options dissolve the time of spines and skiing top hats."

Alone no landscape to discover no geography no cave,

Only a right hand man and his long island,

So cold so hot,

So depraved,

Desire,

Insert key here,

Reach the skies,

Clouds to the atmosphere,

Become one,

Take the precious,

Rejoice.