He told me to shut my mouth

A matrix mixed up reality.

No voice could penetrate my words

Duplicity;

Over & over ,

I said too much

Too soon

Googled each mythological Grecian character channel without further a due.

He told me to shout out with his present presence.

I took offense due to my theoretical thoughts

An invasive entity .

Unsettling striking parallel perspex

Perspectives contrast.

Ineffectual dissonance

Cognitively one was watching the movie without subtext

The other summoning books of mythological Gods.

She clubbed the moment

She clubbed all movement to death.

A breathe

Mere words- littered

Pollute the stratosphere

Tube fed turtle dying on his tomb head

What to say ?

Keep my mouth shut!

Recalling an author – Christopher Vogler-heroes journey

A triumph against my early dementia onset.

Failure to visualise a world now mature

Plastic,

Stryophone,

Polyphryne- strewn.

A pavement to display the current concrete buns news .

Two little lives at me for food .

Did I make a mistake when my absorbed self brought nothing but blues

Shame

A sham

Help

Veered too far

This wasn’t premeditated

Merely wanted him to fondle my breasts

Last Friday he said I recoil like a chicken headless

From his touch or his brazen cackle

Touche

Eclat Yves Se laurent

No brush can lighten this intimate blush.

What more can I divulge ?

Not much with

Out

Taking off

All of my clothes.

That’s too much information…

Google the rest on my admission.