In a word, the desert grew rapturous. Prongs of cactus just naturally. The specific land held the raffish context of Neal Cassady unbooked, death by smudging. All trudging foot soldiers knew the way and ignored the consequences. We are the energy we say we bought, declared Burroughs, tough guy in sandals. Snyder thought to supply an addendum, kale from Japan. The impact of Kyger, the Joanne known as bearing, when words get by. Proceed to Kerouac and a handful of situational phlox. Ginsberg collects beams and brunt, whatever asked. About the desert then, wide awake threshold. How cold it can even heat. Returning to Burroughs, large insects, radium brew, language turning. Backing up the truck, fieldstones. The whole planet enjoys barrages, and couth, and just the right among of filter. Turquoise found readily on the desert floor, the desert ceiling makes a strong connecting roost. Whatever the round, a conglomerative contentment startles after all all. Strings on an instrument resonate, whatever the desert made inside.
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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