To every left morsel in binder keep
unrequited bliss if you shall miss
Those mortal filtered morning displayed mice
forever captured in exit of dismay
Geisha mouse can you not find another house
enterprising as last to see the day
Conversed in a thought they gain acceptance
worthy of each exit I’m bound to resound
Their resilience has charred an effort brought
refurbished by ethereal caged with fool
Fraught by geisha they chance with exercise
to claim their inhabitants not just sort
Should this evening my truest task fulfil
Knowing you a morning past capture will

2017. Adam Blewett ©

lame mouse
In capture of midnight light, this attitude ensconced a resilient, loveless shadow, stark of lost breath. Their mastery way of unfolding schemes of dread.
No-more my weakness, these geisha, will gain barley end and shot thrice in my nightly slough.

The gift of rest and sounding sleep I will keep this score forever more, right my temper, a gift spelt will claim of my music, the will, play in a reclaimed tune, of my loving pepper pumpkin and barley pie.

I will make with no expense in waning hour, a pie incapable of resist. And nurture second to none there paw’s of dismiss, a sullen ruse too fool their belly-ful.

My Geisha would recover with expired merriment and i had never the cause to question their indolence, even the most resilient geisha speckled, were set to my keep.
I had thrown it all, a compulsion and resisting relent. As they had grown accustom to my way. And wither with sleepless nights my bother was at there reduce.

If only I could be capable of entrapment ‘the slough brought in.’ My paste in a barley jam.
I would reclaim a position of inkeeping, of pocket, and see my night unhindered of a blue tune.

Should this complete in refinement-in dwell, of simple airs, I will match lost love for geisha mouse, scratch those irresistible needs, and carve with the blades of soon, too be there desire my honey soon.

In loves vain grew the moon so high, that this midnight light. Will only surrender if I could cool my lust for pie.

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Triple the day

On cursory fleeting, rebellion of exclusion geisha mouse claimed inheritance of my nocturnal hours. This in refining occupation, has the most chanced display of gratitude, for this evening shall complete in my winning tune.
This botherance can only resolve with exclusion, and prepare to my riddance for a vast tomorrow. The quick allowance be the refinement of geisha mouse in hold. Reaction of a resistance held my fame, and they were to rest with withered reclaim.
Beneath the nights starry sky, the days make, and in contribution a tirade of exhuming for geisha be not round. Did this gross my daily remembrance, of their eternal breath, should my relapse frame a ‘gratis.’ This recourse of my inherent day, has fulfilled in external mockery.
Behest geisha mouse had not loomed from chronicles dismiss, for they had report, I’d seen these merry-stars out of footing and their mastered chore of exhaustion.

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foregone self-aware

I held out for evening come day come night. Independently consumed of extraction, manufacturing numerous examples of depletion. A wholly brand of fitted encryption my values time, seeded in prepared residence of endless cries. My pairing sounds of Geisha’s make, this unrequited intake, profound in mindful bound of captured thought. To remove all that display in arm’s of recital, before an exhalation, of Geishas dismiss of my residing forebode. This nocturnal induction has a taciturn retunes of my heart, so as desired. For geisha mouse be drawn of morning noon and night.

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Make Opaque

Founding through Geisha’s heart, these impossible mouse had so far prevailed in capture, riding waves of heartfelt closure, successful in sticking a bane of rejection.
Simply mesmerizing to one day to another.
On song most evenings they had gone in bereft of a spoil, Geisha’s exposure for daily abeyance in realm, there succulent collection of food’s. A wholesale with spectacular artifact, to maze my kitchen.
The resting hour has geisha null upon, for I had kept in wealth through an age, met only in resound of descent and lineage to their decline. Geisha make were my loss in resolve, a heart in capture to collect in overindulgence.
By increment in hours of old, Geishas beauty in wealth foretold. In a hidden display of reduction, geisha mouse were to claim in my thatch, a closing chase down empty external hatches. This has resolve to labyrinths chain of vents.
My closure is near and Geisha’s heart be found spearing lost to a matrix door, of score. Power of an empty chase, I had capture mouse, snuck in there empty paws.
Tonight I reclaim my slumber and will dream in foods of plenty.
Weighing to frozen breath, geisha mouse have for dread an expel in make, my chain in sweet surrender. The task was resolve and froze they be of lame. To ash there exposure, the catch of merriment as explain your frostbite, flood the excretal sweat that lack my Fur.

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trans facts

Forever in a day I had spuriously sort geisha mouse; redefining their very vexed appraisal of my nightly attributes, innocuous in a routine of disarming my non-compulsive dwell. These mice have an illusionary concept, a tale of disturbance, distributed through my prolong extraction of there distracting way. There were no mice foregone in the empty display of my mind, habitually I had played to their meek. Fixed on there weakness, and this fermented allusion has prescribed an end elusive in controlled finality. Remedied in stealth, these mice are in void for my exercise in redundancies, as their equivalence has a harmonious reside, in an ignorance to my nightly stash. Wholly in remembrance, my choice of merriment be their forbidden closure. In my overindulge, with out there presence; a seal hook of illustrious foods, brought round by my confidence, of hits in delivery news. “you’re in net amount of a intrinsic find, deduction of what is mine”

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Middle Light

Geisha mouse has not resolved to capture; their jive to my annoyance, constantly brings about, unresolved joy, a employ of satire.
They have skirted captured pestilence and my swain, to this ineptitude brings about a metaphor, a co-exist: should they adapt with stringent me. Geisha mouse had measured divide in claim to my unresolve. Provided with a sense of attitude, to skill in my unearthing. Their secondary nature existing beyond my depletion of mouse.
Geisha has sight of what may lie beneath a inherent capture. Bourne out of frustration, Geisha mouse networked a stringent chemistry of riddled wealth. Scored profoundly from indulgence to a claim of resenting, this resting hour in proclamation of my demise.
In territorial habitat a display of non-capture strengthened. This mouse in dwell of resisting coherence, has shimmy a minute past one.
Of nightly wait, and frozen dwell Geisha’s reply were my take; to a bolted breath, one to one it see the two to follow of me, and to the past it had me three, two hours early Geisha skirted on by.

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With pirate eyes my sole purpose, caustic in the abode, relentless geisha’s phantoms resounded by way of choir, a resident thump thump thump, had not geisha, my chance of capture. Salient was this voice, impending capture of mouse imminent. Guess not your chance the follow were a reside too a ransomed demise. Gift me well for geishas play, has sorrow for hearts desire, rebellion has chanced no more.

Through my optical nights geisha had ensemble, my awake for their prone, there a holler, futile in a bond of less renounce; this internal valley a assemble of satisfy in my capture. The bankers trust on hold the first of a automated day, I am to realign with geisha mouse, exiting a comical rehearse.

My guest my house of geisha, maker of nuance and keeper to my ever thwart, riddle of foods. There sound came not as defying or as rambunctious, on request, their melody in heart of mind, a sound of unfamiliar play. Was this a gaff on rewind, had know of geisha lost micer too succumb, has I do not care for this my chance my chase to value in desist.

Rooms above a cancel in line with my storage, on recollection, they have one but exist, that I hold with person, and place as of there demise. Settling under for a resound a fictional endless keep, any rebel, this madness grilled an uneasy. Harmonious in a voice I could not understand, for ridicule my naivety, geisha mouse would rebound on will for on my old 45’ᔆ

see you now the know twice as length we have sort you are of our report in sort scarlet place and in delight you need not of hurry speculation you have awesome in capture we reside to you reservation your being is of our existence you come with package of heart and resilience to time and cause our place is your place and at underscore us mice shall see each day and for evermore

Yeah what?

2018 Adam Blewett ©

GEISHA MOUSE:

Of all the abode, all my tutorial, geisha has flipped to renounce captured time. I held out in front a hand of thought, in a shallow repair, five fingers and palm caught my sight; Geisha mouse no smaller then.

A single tear drop shatter the calm, for their wellbeing sort my claim, meddle could hollow every thought.

They liked soft bread on Tuesday’s, when I had also enjoyed the soft bake a night before. My hand was full and obsidian veins came through, there a creature of time, with a heart of glow.

you are our ever atom of substance happy of face when thoughts replace blue reflection obscure colour woven of carbon and replenished in depths now aqua warm we are hunger and near of you

2018 Adam Blewett ©