justwrite 15 september

no way man can walk backward can go forward into the wilderness the bliss of creaky streams the flipside of a sunday dream the panorama the pajama muffins stuffed full of berries carried on by fairies and other similar imps the last with a limp twisting his lip upward in a friendly warning scorning all takers and faking out bakers who compose with pens whose deep-knee bends lend gravity to any situation the depth of imagination forgoing frustration and plunging into a lunge the exercise reference notwithstanding a command performance an earth-saving tortoise and his leather-backed friends pretending to be confined to the sea but easily overcoming any number of obstacles like grape and orange popsicles dropping in unexpectedly like a storm of jell-o like the fellow travelers adding up the negatives and letting the positives apologize with sighing eyes the complete surprise of separation the sunrise over desolation the promise of compromise and when the size is lost in the undertow the nails will not be polished the varnish will vanish in transit and the overhead screens will seem less than texas in comparison the view having changed and the knees rearranged with subtle geometry the lining up of subsequent t's and the trap that collapsing your calendar engenders the danger of strangers and the wages of spin with the recycling bin caving in beside me while the angle seems a little obtuse there's no use in trying to forgo the only show on the road better to explode a potato than reload a grenade to pay out in spades what you bought in hearts and if the chart's any measure there's no leisure in such a club no diamond worth relying on just a bygone ferrier drifting with an undersized terrier on board