Saturday, May 22, 2004

JS Bach's bathtub. looser portents travel to idle points in which, when you are ready, Tarzan yell. lunge upon an antidote while staking aclaim, ethics in more comp time. was rife with hayfield delivery, zest for television. stopped for an over all hike up the fucking mountain. rose thru occasions with a palimpsest in tow. was turned toward the rut of rain, then went wonky over the fact that dates are created daily. chivvying at all that while imitating Ron Silliman's shoe. post modern crunchy things. speedy drill team national poop. read about a diligent bevaviour in a vacuum meant for two. under gourd, for your protection. plush finders keepers sagging. attitude west of here, and so on...

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