mafotherphunkie : blizzard laceworks (part three)

Lazing hard : soft droplets of evaporated sand being sucked into the showery tubes : fantasies : eroding fantasies : like the dunes made of oneiric fabric collapsing into the voids of unreachable depths of the pillars made of unadulterated disintegrating curtain : like the rug generated from the transmuted remnants of mold absorbing the smell of amber as it is being spread across the corner of the cosmic pocket a.k.a. : remind me what it’s called, ha!

Like phunk : steadily spreading throughout the miniscule tubicles made of blizzardly mighty oxy mollicules, molten mud, sleazily gliding along the interior walls of the shiny tunnels saturated with the echoes of the moonlight lingering low above the surface of the insipidly luminous ray bridging the distance between the lonely shop window, abandoned amidst the desolation of the city in denial of its own hidden gleam, and the vigor of the beam un-mafotherphunkie-shakably holding the territory around the fireplace within its protective grasp : lazing hard.

Lubricity of the smudginess of a failed fantasy of an indigo carpet melting into the slimy caricature of itself / please remind me what it’s called, ha! / amber caking every single grain of sand on ye beach infamous / early spring brining to the world the color of grass stems gently swaying with each nanomovement of wind laceworks : like phunk!

ungraspable vastness of the indigo carpet…silent dunes of amber…unfathomable wilderness of the spaces spreading from underneath the lampshade…showery walls of sandy tubes…unmovable grandeur of the guardian driveway…the rug humbly soaked in the lavish outpour of oxy-mafotherphunkie-mollicules…indigo greenness of the tendril whisper of ye roots kissing the micromaps carved throughout the interior walls of the dancing stems / kiss of dew to the thirsty branches / branchstylingly pumping the vibrancy into the leaves…radiating the warmth from the center safeguarded by the rug enfolded in the protectiveness of ye kiss being incessantly sent from the source armored by the lampshade…smile to the eye firmly anchored in the vivacity of the vibe coming from ye page of ye mafotherphunkie book...smile to the window sill hosting the source of the smell presenting the space with ye whisper crystalline kiss : blizzard-mafotherphunkie-laceworks.