judging rashly

Often the change, the city filed by Boston, that is historically advanced into blue or reedy explanation, piled within noises of closed function dust, how together it seems and as an advance, speaking of deft pause while awaiting the next plane in, skirting issues with topic and swell, all the obscure ratios mired in mean belting of roadways into neighbourly concourse, smoothing shirtsleeve up to the minute with barking forest sounds, the mired in gloomy citified mud pies reminiscent of cockatrice or bending rovers, yet adjusted to catalogue and gunk on shoes, eased into the swirl of chucked up sidewalks and meaning through smelting of oblivion with airlines as hegemony, and while we pause with our love, the ghost begins its tapping, Sherpas or shepherds deliver their agonized mountebanks to the clumsy rift focus, and we tell as much to our heralds, who eke what they can, which some say can be poetry, just to live amidst the paint smells and arrive on time, but this is network plus a scosh of purple robe, no one needs to reunite with the flock of history's trust, the boondoggle sweats lodging from the hint to the utmost required financing, even including the definitive weather of where we are. We seem ready enough, tho the fires churn with advantage.