With both hands, he grasped the desk and drew himself closer, with some effort, towards it. The years had gained substance, but with it: mass, and weariness.
“What was the word?” he wondered.
“What utterance manifests the existence, in such a way that certainty is, in totalitude, forensically intertwined with aggregate justice.”
“Who can or justly should atone for such irreverent discord? What service does the mask of voluminous pretense pay to brimstone futures?”
Aloud! The heavens lambasted through and thorough; welts placed upon the perenniality.
Surrogate plantation, harvest the analytics; timber in the sudden field.
Association belays bitter hegemony.
Cinder smell sent stigmatic tantamount trepidation,
Brunt bent and boiled, belabored by the indefinite certitude
Of own madness.
Owned madness.
Possession ponderings, criminal to the schema,
Trickster, fixed intrinsic mix
Broad reach, fundamental impedance,
Outlast the chemicality,
Reality impossible to prove, but borne of you,
And all.
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