Assiduous in yellow, dandelions cook the early days with flair. They imbibe treble and hawk in the pitch of their domain. They align weed with impresario, expecting nothing but fount. Fanatics who see them eased in green have fits, seeing moral invasion in the neural network of tone. Impossible bollocks for these pouncing agitations in your civic duty. They invade your lawn your lawn and trace the counter tone. Known as astute provocateurs, dandelions have strong communal instincts and cherish their young. Soon they will join the generous wind with upbeat dalliance and a process of time. Dandelion, tell us the tale past the shadow, in the time when time lets loose and all funding is secured.
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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