Exhale impala like
loose structure faster. Margaret Fuller drowned in the seize of life
sound. Henry Thoreau looked for after all. Not a wave stopped, and
People pursued their
sinking with life sounds in the swallowed ship. Islamist State in
offing corporal fleeing planting, same as ever. People become pure as
they radiate. Many ideas concerning nowhere plant seasons after
Our history lesson
explains tearing sounds in paper, cloth, and simple flesh. The bass
sings something something Tochter aus Elysium. Joy is a freeborn
smelt. Ringo Starr sang along whilst even so.
The poem of the
afterburner buzzes fixative in a test, trace the long tomorrow.
Language can't escape the human condition. We have a hold on all our
credit cards, Father of All.
words go to extra places. They fill that amazing day under the
password. They exist in parcels delivered to winded trees that find
rhythm. They aren't for friends exactly.
miracle encloses all that smite found. We can name names but not
people. People are a tribe aloof from, strainingly. That's the plain
diagnostic added to gun control or open your fat mouth. Your fancy
word for poetry becomes undone.
pleasure, the kind that takes minutes and takes them, this is the
prevalent noun. We exclude because we are tempted. The rocks on the
edge of the ocean know better. With elegant prose we spell clever.
This is the last word before dinner. May we all crash in peace.