Friday, September 19, 2003

at least the big question, interred in minor mountain. those in the know fare well, they've collected cabbage and the brink together. cabbage cool as daylight and feeding a nation, that's one question to turn slowly. the cabbage captures forest, a definite napalm(r) moment. someone stood on the story, for need began. need lives in such sentences and their surrounding surrender. thoughtless cabbage forests, thoughtless rice patties. thoughtless trees too distinguished to care. nice napalm(r) on the ropes. it was so much and doing, in a form that can be questioned but brinkmanship feeds. forgive today's bait.

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