iT'S ALMOST iN THE AiR
TRANSPORTED TO THE EDGE-LiKE CLiFF
CLOUDS ARE MORE THAN SPARE
BECKON WiTH A HiNT, A WHiFF
ALL OVER iN-YOUR-FACE
TUMBLiNG iNSTABiLiTY,
WHAT A FAiRLY HEFT
TEDiOUSLY CAUGHT iNSiDE THiS KiND OF RACE
DRENCHiNG ALL THAT'S LEFT 
HiDDEN SKiLLS ROCK ON AND ON
PULSiNG THROUGH TiGHT VEiNS
WHiLE GOiNG ON SO STRONG
FRYiNG SiZZLiNG BRAiNS
SEETHiNG, THERE'S NO ROOM
FOR TiMiD SOULS WHO ONLY TRY
DRAW A BEAD AND ZOOM
NO OPPORTUNiTY FOR THOSE TOO SHY
SULTRY STEPS iNTO THE NiGHT
PUSHiNG, PULSiNG, DARiNG BEAT
NEVER FEAR THE WHiSPERED CALL,
THE BiTE
COMiNG UNDONE, SUMMER HEAT

W3|WEA'VE WRiTTEN WEEKLY|#163

your opinion?

i'm curious.