i see all of this with new eyes,
all of the lies, aww the fall lies.
these things are like machines. it
seems these feins are living things.

surmise, if you will,
the fall evening skys
comprise these things still,
suprising taint things and,

sensationalizing PAINtings.

i see all of this with no eyes.
it seems i'll not miss my replies.
IF YOU ARE READING THESE CRYS,

surmise, if you will,
a pill for a prize.