imminence

Posterchildren for imminent showcasings and shells.

Pretty please, if you're of mind and York, come hither.

Sweetly.

Apostles for P's (mint)

From hither forth
Return to the repeat
Coda sine wav.file backstrobe/a/href=/Ø
Next day advent
Ask how do you like it
More mirroring
Refer to oneself as "K'narc" from that moment on


(cries bruised for Bern Porter(or stout))

Crosspost

1. Open window
2. Throw out genre; close window
3. Open & close window multiple times for each genre tossed
4. Let 'em back in, honey it's cold outside



(eyes used for tooth support)

kitterize twice!

Antiseptic Song

Click on the title to hear an excerpt from the recent "Man of the Hour" recordings!

kitterize

Buoy.
Bloody fingers, hovering hordes, vernal verbal.
Scandinavy; pine-yota-disingenuous-see/'sall.
Arise tether/diptych/'astic.
Ululation renders, blue soot, laughter.
This is good.


(eyes used for tooth support)

I see red things

Careful where you place them, the saws and soughts would have their woods in the form of heat waves, black double pawed cats, and latent qualfs of antiseptic. I'd tossed out the parachutes in lieu of clouds; the liver rolls weren't biting, see? Pond serve motives and potable portents and portable hex in question, it was easy, I mean snappin' E-Z, to overlook the silly 99% half life shelved in blank (oft tenuous) memes; he-doesn't-get-along-with-anyone-shhhh-! Cordials my good man dander. We are bereft, bereft, bereft.



(eyes used for tooth support)

lowest common denominator

Being human is a preexisting condition.


(eyes used for tooth support)

breech eros hun

That's it, I'm done.
No you're not.

(malaise abused for mayonnaise tethers)

2]ø]]ø]]]4

Sudden recollection:
July 2004.


(alewife fished avec jute et port)


Reworded into a song (E7)

He was the man of the hour on another rainy night in Brussels, Massachusetts. I mean, things were really swell-like; an accidental birthday... ¿preguntale?
How the hell you gonna get to Schipol Airport? Wid yer ass in the window? And a trolley auto wreck and police entrapment and your dick in a sling and your head is a cock and your doodles they don't squawk and together holding hands and it's all run amok and ooooooooo.
Motherfucker.

{¥}

Let the good tomes rile!


(eyes used for tooth support)

incoming...

(wives spooled for goose remorse)

in with the old...

click on the title, for a looksie at some old tutons

his & hurse

1. Inadvertent tree chastity added.


2. Inadvertent tree chasm addendum.


(eyes used for tooth support)

crawling with parts

Crawling back again; aegis dump imperial impishly-- them's a good candor with double cruces and triple Q's and i's we's letter-C's chipped into neat striational requisite departure points elopements' teal(tastic questa-sae) baby clubbed and dealing; wheels o'er ire, choler, rage, & spleen; toupee to tooth reeling, candida hearts and combed clover westerly wiles, jewels, and whisps of silver on a provable most transfixing brunette (soaked in monastrel)(read: out of your league)(still, smile, hold the polaroid just right)... when your mom did your mom did your mom did your mom diddled over, the sense of feeling rawther peregrine to this visage was extoled and placed in lieu of former skins (finally)-- worn as a shine versus a shunt, and acts made cracks in the yester-hewn glass crags, handlebar & handsel-broomed, bromides for the better wars left in the wayward after-looms, shicks and shem's and sçulz and dammed roads hampered all in all a left behind'er forty hue spooned contemporhairy shaker quiver pillage prayer pie and humper-suit pajammer-gram of ounces puce and stay-the-course hitler-billies poppled prior pugilists leftlay frito get-laid's along the nihil number giro clay; like the sham reagan pagan paper portal sty wood cherub and shire would say...
There you go again.

(desk ties fused for shoe consort)

window magyars

Empty {ø} Set said


Fort yores and solomon lay down


A little bit gentle, gently wept straight

modici dòv his appoint/mûnt

(eyes used for tooth support)

duke of latency

Early.



Late.




(my's you's dior sloop potato)

whereas anywhere else it would've been the third of February

Three.
Two.
One.
Zero.
3.2.10
Yes.
And E, S.

March Second, Ten.
Says ol' Huso...
" as with everything I do, there's a modicum of disappointment "
Plastic bags underneath...
Stocks on top.
Scootch & scurry.


(ties used for goo of some sort)