justwrite 5 april

on the move toward movie the groovy the wavy lines transponding the diners he was wrong he was stronger than his intuition the missing dishing the wishing away some people have the willpower to be sensible some people have the potential for unmentionable trust it makes me feel hopeful a hunger full of responsible instincts so predictable the convictable felons spilling their melons out of time and rhymes like rhythms that dance in chance rotation changing the station for the rockstars the judges budging from their skin within the alien atmosphere the bushes clear in the fall hauling leaves into dirty hands the lands blooming with their hills and dales like chipmunks bunking in the woods could they have made kool-aid in the shade or must the choppers have topped off the poppermost the toast of the townhall meeting greeting all of europe with one dimple wrinkling up the napkins and scattering confetti like a spaghetti social making the most of a reproachfully unsuccessful rehearsal and i wanted to be the one to make the sense but my oven was broken and the bank a token gesture taken by storm so i had to warm the soil in the microwave and save the rays for sun for a later chance against the dark