Abound upon my Abscondings By Richard Bartos

Oh! Goddess of my proclivities show yourself, upon my abeyance of your natural senses, upon my natural affects and engulf yourself, with the effortlessness that is your fences. Upon effort made will show such defenseless, and your senselessness will devour, my assaults upon your defenses, such being anti-climax’s sour. Before my masculine offenses because, as … Continue reading Abound upon my Abscondings By Richard Bartos