Tuesday, September 6, 2011

on log

Slurs in ten dialects, the increments whisper and seem to argue. Why the seriousness? Sir, you must sit. Typesets and the printing rests arms and anger; no-no-no, it's finished, it's finished, he gabs on... and so we go with wet winds and raised peeks. Regular fixed. Angels without noses. Paper tiberius. Unfounded. Sought in soot of finger grace, hail, treaties, bandwads, wagons' beard, copa, lander, and thirteen. Only twelve more hygenics. Youth tires. Pots and clans. Captain aches. Screaming chord descension on an ample stare, tare, wheat, pissing content, dawdling, daubers of meat, tin cuffs, coughs of hand clamp, guys-you-immediately-dislike, and the land. Man the land, soda! Man that temperature.


ties confused for noose support

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