R/ckets and S/ntries

wars personal rock lent credence to the drone. mirth infests the rocket science that we tear into as a meal for time. lauighing murder war tunes, then space of a dime. no, in the space of a dollar, while wounds heal. words, that is. in the space of many dollars, all the time in the world. it is alien even to pronounce. the aspect of delivery while bombs thenselves are transport. confused national distrust as a product made in the United, etc. without aliens as spells. looks difficult to read thru the dismay. everyone's caught in the drama and make it news. the war's at it, now. big deal.