Friday, November 7, 2014

Welcome to the Age of Electric Pants

The process is simple: relax

in your gorilla suit. Every

piece of a story

welcomes a new nature. This is a

positive message, like

maple syrup in spring. Those

people in their rage bring

argument and

cholesterol. It’s like

Republicans can’t dance. They just wilt

efflorescence like it was

going out of style. Which

it is. The trees seem vague,

like downtown Detroit. So

many answers to so

few questions; we just mock

an unsatisfied maple tree. Blue

stories are red

everyday. These are not our

people, this is not our town.

Capitalization begins with

everything and

everything’s in the way.

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