We were wondering about invention of the planets, empathizing 
Often that’s a normal baritone and determinative passage to sing.  
Not a foe, no spite  
Sing: Pigeons pattern heaven where detachment got cut! Getting  
To there uproots the light series, exalted then stiffened into parody..  
 
Reminding my love of a few contingencies we picked up from a tray  
Of bright boomerangs that tantalize in the feasible, wanting nothing;  
This was not true showing you touched, you took me. 
What go around and come around left to their own desires and systems.