Hive Minded: Maureen I

Nothing rehearsed,

     No found out overly rehearsed sexually never abated lust disloyalty of a husband could ever reconcile the equation the bullies sticks thrown as verbal stones that reprised her in a daily victim's roll of a personality trapped in a holocaust over active dynamite lit pyre of a smoke stack circus holocaust quickly depriving the frame of carbohydrates smashing them in the manipulation of a suggested broken metabolism of multiple tongue conversations hallway piece.

In earnest anticipation of,