Rattle Cubism and wander a time. Fulminate. Raw stratosphere. Anarchic ecstatic rain. Imagine a language that yields balloons. Buffalo Bill mushrooms nutmeg and art. Send a respectable glow. Become a slogan. Prophecy needs reflection. Operated iron. Incidents roar amplification by pleading. Wild indicative steel. We shout a ruffled metamorphosis. Writing can be a mimicry. But when it’s not it’s infinite. Our reach has appetite. The mouth spits its buckles and the tears come. Solace jiggles its cream. Wilderness threatens the chronology. History apprehends its detonation. And so begins a beautiful dereliction.
Steal excuses. Excuses are landscapes. Sand. The trumpeted army swelled into history. And this stepped into stilts. The prospects ached. Fondle autumn it will crawl into upheaval. Green paradox harked by blossom. Wheels drool a sparkling velocity. A lobster’s cracked intentions burn into sound. Pounds of heaven. Whales. Bubbly reality chopped into dreams. Give me more. Collect these words and make them display herself. Marry it in tin. Teeming with behavior. For it impels reading. My plays mutate into loons. And the zippers come undone. Easels caressed by circle. We give them angels. And they surface in tools.
Beaten copper. Fold the smell into hope. Or despair. One will bring wonder and one will bring crying. Eat the boiling elegy. Snap it into place. Place is where the area spreads into ribs. Trickle about the ponder cogs. My favorite instinct is about to turn vermilion. The cemetery offers union. But who wants union? Sweeten the sneeze with celery. Wear earrings and juggle vowels. The consonants will follow in tilted ensembles. Explain spoons. Greed exaggerates computers. We saw it coming. And it came. And it’s still here. Tension mirrors and sticks of light.
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