Inscrutable pageantries of absurdity written in penis dribble.
A delirious hailstorm of subtleties.
For lack of a better term. The swirling din of elegant conceits that form the basis of our lives. From the darkest depths of heightened awareness, a mercenary enterprise pulled along by circumstance. Growing less persuasive with each passing moment.
Humorless curmudgeon. Dandy, vagabond, sexpot to the hilt. A carefully considered complexity creaking under the weight of cutesy heartsick coos and disfigured jelly dongs carousing the delicate swarms of dream-logic ganglia or whatever.
