Monday, July 26, 2004

if I were Langue Pope 

a blank start of a stare, until the cream of alien youth reach the prow of the spaceship that will push thru spacious inference into the fully inferred unknown and... human possibility produces gummy effects. a rainstorm as big as guessing. troop ships leaving here for there seem like smirks. risk a bundle on ad hiominem umpires, the river rises with too much rain and not enough planning. Risky Business, Inc, my home until now starts to pall. all this eager action wants a point, in language dated as current as production costs will allow. such business dealings can only be only for now, our trust and go to.

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