justwrite 16 june delayo

but before you turn all the way invisible can you divide the space inside by the square of the outside line roughly defined as the other the blank the ranks you'd like to break the bread you ought to fake in the baleful glance tied up with twine winds its way through golden fields of purple mountains all the grainiest photographs of amber waves saved on a shelf in an unvisited room the titles of which are turned away and this is a title image i could find i could work with given the chance and the space an elastic band to expand and confine the dining room intentions with undertable dimensions stretched out of pretension and rolled into a corner a scorner of secrets deposited in baggy pockets upblowing in the breezery the escalator street corners and the cattle calls that send us all scrambling toward our eggs and begging the question