jim leftwich
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Flit scoop, the finer plaster scurries, plinth nor aster loop affront as limpid mere and murder. No mirror in the soup and no murmur curried meme to wrestle recall. If brood to blood then lode at length to linger, neither ear nor their flight of stares too node to fear. Nude limp whispers error to the coup. Seams a site in code to gristle and recoil.
04.22.07
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Seems incite, such blither later lather since utter ladders hither. Spliced quite silence semiotic spinach, as each thus so the reach of us, soon only an oil of spoons to quicken slicks to silent. Such blunder seams delight underneath a buttered moon, cower rattles sleep to call and cowl, cull and response ensconced respite, beneath the cattle sheep afoot to thunder. Speak strength to lightning breach, slit near battered clot, cut and spun.
04.22.07
Flit scoop, the finer plaster scurries, plinth nor aster loop affront as limpid mere and murder. No mirror in the soup and no murmur curried meme to wrestle recall. If brood to blood then lode at length to linger, neither ear nor their flight of stares too node to fear. Nude limp whispers error to the coup. Seams a site in code to gristle and recoil.
04.22.07
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Seems incite, such blither later lather since utter ladders hither. Spliced quite silence semiotic spinach, as each thus so the reach of us, soon only an oil of spoons to quicken slicks to silent. Such blunder seams delight underneath a buttered moon, cower rattles sleep to call and cowl, cull and response ensconced respite, beneath the cattle sheep afoot to thunder. Speak strength to lightning breach, slit near battered clot, cut and spun.
04.22.07
posted by jim leftwich at 8:18 PM
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