Monday, October 13, 2003

at long sentence hush, for the end is nigh. it's a blend of radial and dialling, into a coarse future retrieved from back burner. and yesterday taught politics, but today is about to moon. over the hills, the antic moon creature Luna looks pale and bright. that moon is the thing but in mooning, there is present. one idea might be enough: the politics of shambles, how we divvy and let loose. still ratio about the borders, good guessing game, and the trust of a minute. the famous want their word first, and they'll get it, then the sentence as it turns out, then the period. nothing poetic here, just a process and procession. many will read along, for to read is to flirt with anything.

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