justwrite 2 august

when i started to think about stopping it was already to late to begin finishing the diminishing returns had earned capital in the capitols of other nations dividing and uniting under undetermined flags lagging behind the time zones and honing in on the matters too gray to dissipate like flying gates wide open and the ankles tickled by pickled grasses the herring too red to laugh at instead of crying flying again and stowing no notions too wild no terrapins too mild for the occasion i am laying in wait i am lying in a state of grace the whole world loves it when you etc and you get down and the commercials come flying faster than disaster for now it is dark and the answers haven't been tampered with sufficiently the wickedly dark comedy waiting for the sun to rise in tragic bloom the noon the zoom lens widening in surprise happily high the movie goes by and the curtain comes i am pleased with fan i will not give it up i will thank its for its service and it will deserve its place in a modern library the ferry planting its planks with no thanks just welcomes on the shore the other storage side of the harbor no grudges on smudges on the paper work i am happy for you am looking forward to your updates you are forewarned and your forearms are looking nice just jump right in there and square all your roots and grow