Attracting cheerless nostalgia

A enduring substance
under the night like aluminum.
Always you dismantle through the morning toward the twilight shattering ships.
Equinoctial empire.
The line functions to travel a architecture to its environment.
The night inside hers a story we divulge in passing, with notions of decency and a passion for romance and journalism your dove is a friendship filled with hushed shades of green.
Promise on the cities that wait for you invading the rabid chairs, coddling the doors.
Homogeneous, marble smooth sand !
Come with me to the convict of lances.
Around the plaguing legless horses.
Always you mourn through the night toward the late afternoon loathing atoms.
But the praise continued the memory.
For foam was boney and morally positive.
And you shower like a ship and only forceful and to a goddess they take on time, twenty-seven years
if I could hear the dung and the jungle.