You say deity when you mean something. It is okay. Green leaves, acorn, the rustle of mice and machination. Perhaps you spot a crow eating transitive verb on a flake of parking lot. Mystery fills by well-timed conjunction. Geese fly over, worn cellphones of engagement, or so you think. Blue can be kind tho grey seems more spacious. A sky forms forever apt in your mind. Spell deity with deity. Rephrase corrosion or pity or cyclical envelopment. You can make up shit on your television, sure, but you are never so lost as to need such entreaties. Rain will follow snow.
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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