Transport: Automatic Prose

Ahead rusted from flooding, the act drooped. Consistently 
dreamed for Babel, fortune (an enchantment trace) similarly 
balances. Below my third textile as nice as the story crawl 
a subject. Naturally focussing at every annihilation package,
those principal coils begin the disclosure-forming scene.
Partially projected on charcoal, an ideal radio (no ball 
in that caution's reaction who will excuse any frontier)
applied this. Though the nodding undercurrent whose border 
has died tries to rush within two ports, what would that 
explicit feat who cannot explain a request desire? A prize 
clock is shaking. Twisting the cat, no flight song greets 
it.