Thursday, May 23, 2013

Smallpox Used Them Up

Grey clouds startled bending templates, and the words change to tempo imprimatur. There is no rain in the cool unbinding. Worlds constitute a legally binding miasma, sentiment stands for state. The elegiac underwear of Sarah Palin and Rush Limbaugh, with a sordid wheel of cheese prompts inquest, request, and bonus. The year includes days, fading for a rent. You used to own Lakota property, I had the unction of Abenaki. This historical thrill brought home the exacting disease, which would later be sold to Jimmy Page, who asked his guitar.

The years total for gain, sliding toward proxy.

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