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another escapist creation

Close your eyes and welcome the festival that never concludes but now and then rests as the colors and the musical feel sense and dance best when evenings are cool letting cubes clink in glasses, kissing you. Tasty treats emit … Continue reading

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saturation

I guess anything ought to be fair game. I say so after experiences expressly designed to drive men bonkers. They entail rabbit holes. They know their cute noses and twitches and whiskers are explicitly irresistible. Thank someone managing the Universe … Continue reading

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further yearnings

Originally posted on Come To Timmy:
a yearning reaches for the vast continent of possible scenes macro to micro, ethereal and eros; internal eternity, but a vibe in monochrome blankets all. Pride, pray, is not here a player but only…

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sentimental for Romania

Originally posted on Come To Timmy:
of all the sounds and sounds of sights, and of all the chuckles and wintertime mishaps, what of Bucharest remains in the starkest of standings? What else but the outer space bleep-bleep-bleep uttered by…

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speak of a homecoming

Originally posted on Come To Timmy:
when in doubt, retire to the parlor be it to gamble or to pitch some woo being no true difference between them. Whenever the voices of demons preach, Remember the homey lane gravel strews…

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not ghostly or ghastly but true

  the ball by the river is in full swing and in sweaty attendance a newly risen forefather derives as much thrall in electricity as the music – hearing nothing heavenly as guitar and microphone bark and twang; and vixens … Continue reading

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this poetry’s ditch

Yesterday’s meander so happily lackadaisical had to someday taper into an uphill grinding slog just when the season turneth to thaw, and the meadows level and lush in virgin whites and decadent reds a fountain’s busy pummeling trims, all carry … Continue reading

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