Incendiary this walk on your hook. Creosote hugged
there opposes a predicate with which I feel discursive and shortcake. Gloves it
novels the chain. Butter this I tickle the grapple until fate summons a
condolence. I grow my letters in Africa. The tin I grain to morning. Paddle
punctuation if a house is about you. Enfold the echo that you are under the
need for explosion. Wheel what treads the airplane across the tarmac. After you
I flowed and swelled into my injury like a grapefruit. It was imprecise to disintegrate
but the incandescence was superb. I occur among myself fencing a happy distance
and deepening a raw sienna that I argue with below my suffering. I’m the
painter of the compass I encompass in ensembles of wapiti. Infringe the sternum
put the key into a monsoon. Corner the allegory in your breath since your hair
is something awaited in cocoa. There I scatter where I endeavor to be the rain
I walk through believing maidenhood to be a form of debut. The firmament runs
on beginning and is manufactured by a glandular overshoot. It’s deformed to
construct the bobble we throb. I climb into death with my pounds of musk-ox.
I’m a cloud to myself, a tableau of urges. I shine by a suitcase of garlic. If
gravity lingers in this I will poke the technician into platinum. A cherry
what? I dribble secretion when I shave don’t ask why. This coordinates the
thesis I’m yelling at a jilt. It happens that a frill swings from a veteran and
makes it all wicker. And this is my banana.
Monday, April 22, 2019
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