Literally Literal Alliterative Allusion--Part 1.

Anarchal argument!

My mind ineptly ambles from answer to altruism all to often.

Adapting apples-to-apples comparisons about anything while i'm adamantly, un-apologetically arguing for anti-apathy. Audibly I allow an asshole to abruptly anger me and aerosolize my ardor for austerity and lack of ambivalence.

Barbarically I bawl, bitterly brandishing boisterous brass-knuckles of the bickering type.

"Bah!" Bucking broadly basic bartering styles for bellicose bullying

I belay brandying bombastically and bear bare bridgework for belligerent verbal boxing.

I'm cantankerous and caustic currently! Can't you care? Or more concisely choose less cretinous candor?  Candied curtsies can curtail cancerous caterwauling. Instead you choose calamitous cacophony, coercing catastrophe!  Cellphone calls crying for civil intervention comes candidly from condo caretakers.

Your daring delusion dumbfounds! Defying the daunting evidence of dastardly ne'erdowell deviance.  Deftly denying dalliances of displaced desire and devotion while demonstrating displeased demeanor.  "Dammit!" I demand dramatically "Don't disrupt our dedicated wedlock for dreamlike desire!"

Ephemeral afflictions emerge energetically in her exhausted eyes yet evacuate expeditiously.  Eventually exposing espoused evidence empirically asserting her erratic ethics were MY error!  Evading, expertly, the entrapment of expose she erupts with extreme exasperation.

"Fuck off!" she flails, our feuding feeds her fury ferociously.

Her fingers furl furtively into fists, foreshadowing a future of fisticuffs

Our fracas feels like fate, funnily enough, familiar fights flow freely here.

Goading gnashing fangs from girlfriend, un-gentlemanly, i go with grim gusto.

Gearing to generate a gap in our engagement, I gain gaudy energy

"Good Grief! You gave game gaily and gorged on ragged regard from a goddamn glib gibbon"

Heat hastened to her hairline. "How harshly you have handled my heart!"

Healing hell's harpoons was hardly her hope in this hubbub. Instead heaving harsh hackneyed hullabaloo happened.  My haughty hatred hastened losing my high hold on her heartstrings.

I indignantly ignore any inclination of improper manipulation of her infatuation.

Instead I switch and whirl into the isolation of my own intimate wishes.

"I insist we inter our inclination to invalidate our intimate iteration"

"Just... I'm jet-lagged" Jewels journey over jaded visage in teary deluge

Jealousy jellies my legs and jarringly jams my jaw junction.

Jocularity jumbles, jackknifed and jangling my jargon jerkily judders.

...To be continued.