Plenty of pearls but no harbour, so it’s no longer a lemon-scented feast for the gents. Put your zoot suit back in the refrigerator; you’re next to gargle with a gallon of moth-like gelato. All of it for the chills sent down your vertebrae anonymously. Be courteous and return the ice-cold greetings with a shiver of the upper lip. Nauseous? Worried that the melting won’t be pixelated? Rest assured, you won’t be the first to lose grip on normality. Swing left and give the odd passers-by a good look. Do you truly believe they know their use-by date? It’s the mirage of the old resurrection. A giant fresco of your pals and foes in the hours of reckoning. It’s time to master the clutch, gear up, and zoom in on the freedivers’ land.
A generous attack goes a long way. The participants are left pondering, powdering their utopias with the gleaming glycerin of old propellers. What a spectacle! Such a buildup of faith by the shattering of truth! Now guzzle your ketamine, and prepare for the C-section behind closed doors. You’d better bribe the surgeon for a red carpet leading to your personal sinkhole and Eggs Benedict for breakfast. Don’t stare at the canopy for too long, it might melt your owls and divas, and then no more operas in the metastasis. How dramatic! See this hollow walnut on the quilt? Snatch it and feed it to your wombat after midnight to get the symmetry that’s right for you.
No quid pro quo at this stage, we’re nearing the benchmark ridden of rest. Your stomach is emptied of all the spoof meals you were served at the helipad while waiting for the shit to hit the fan. Goodbye spotless ceiling. Keep your finger on the dial and your meerkat on a diet. We only live once, so come forward with a handful of yams to set the record straight in the eye of the needle. Don’t skip the skit, mumble on the interlude to rally the garrison, gather the troops, and play the intro for the fiends. A few more layers of musical strata and the symphony will be legitimate, at least until the boomerang flies straight again and hits the bell in the abdomen.