Self-abuse monstrous entrance of prohibition confuses the user. The set of red sun. Break out the poem. A complex rime stands to serve a complex mind in an instant of time. Or really not.
Verbs come later following, properly, lognostic retention.
Retuning tames the tool of time. Take me to your Reader. Only then will my toxic words stand a chance to break down and cry. Let the sun set shine beyond itself. Let it reword like the leaping god in the bounding line.