Monthly Archives: July 2014

2014 #139

  just when a dullness appeared about the close of festivities and lots had emptied and booze bottles sighed sentimentally; and just when that mood looked like it would spread easy dominance throughout all formerly sunny playrooms, enlightenment’s gift-giving lights … Continue reading

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2014 #138

Courage is over in the corner puffing a hard-earned cig just waiting for a companion to come along for another companion already came though slightly imperfectly, so there is a shallow breath lifting from the shallows which were once crisp … Continue reading

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idyll ideal

wander into a field full of fragrance and collapse on the meadow’s bosom cushion and forget time ever was drawn or the walls between them dissolve so the name of any day becomes immaterial

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2014 #137:1

start with a whimper and rise to a squall when the sun gives glow to the clouded carpet in the seam that seems slim because distance so deems optical relations come to this genus of flower for ornament for the … Continue reading

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2014 #136: one more time

mouth waters for a thick slice of pie pecans top and cream on the side is not at all required as long as the shore granules remain wetted where borders are marsh so when the wind rouses shade removal will … Continue reading

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2014 #136: another try

last grasp for the last cookie but mushiness is the name of the marshy state crumbs went down and drowning went nature’s natural way, soiling soils, and the sheets in this night wearing muggy trousers or not all the way … Continue reading

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2014 #136

board table’s list gives the glade the appearance it is a mushy silicone chip cookie little grasps clumsy fumbled from a game going on above the cirrus annual extravaganza and the clash came about by nothing more than innocent coincidence; … Continue reading

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