Yes, a dream of big teeth in house-sized anxiety space. A time in the misty prevailing when cool monster without simpering mellow feathering determined the impact of physical luscious fear. The specimen creates the maximal thunder king sound with ultra lizard shadows that meet you at political nervy night. Did Rex trundle on the outpost land like human antipathy, or race earth-low with lizard slink into the mindless ultimatum of acme predation. It’s all great. There were signs of presidents, rooted in televised commerce, who on two feet, almost, stood. You can settle this with the flash of your vote. A cannonade of hind legs matched with adjudicated forelegs: see the matchstick to irrelevant weakness. The space between your charming monster America and the bleeding standard churn smells like prey.
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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