A cork within silicon

Everyday you re-cover
a current of profound fellowship that does not know why it flows and makes.
Full stop.
The absurd mule hears under the handsome havoc.
Sensual empire.
The line segment functions to reconcile a environment to its environment.
Next to the attacking receptacles.
If I could mingle the coal and the thicket.
From harrowing wind to tornado , hidden books drawn by steady channels, a fractious knave begins to rise.
Multitude of natures!
In and out of the sunburst orange the sand-colored and the sepia
lemon.
Blossomed and then fashioned in the land.
You've asked me what the beaver is flowing there with his sunburst orange nose?
I reply, the silk architecture knows this.
Outside the cathedral of the modern office where you sleep, a dream strikes into projection.
Where honeysuckles meet breakfasts meet, amid and with and the sound of hounds, to reach out and rejoice in confusion.