Friday, February 17, 2012

justwrite 17 february

there is more to twinkle than i'd like to admit the bit part well-played will upstage the hero any day the dog has got and i'm caught between a rock and a fiddle the middle view is one taken by the maddening crowd all bunched in around the edges staging some sort of protest or contest are we for or against and what's the chance that opposites attract what's a contract unmeasured what's a protractor out of work all the angles adding up and shuffling off every day they are and by and large it's a far stretch to catch up but it's a bluff anyway and all you have to do is jump and you'll swim at the bottom you'll laugh until you're hollow but for now i'd rather take turns earning your interest can i glimmer in the shape of an apple pie or can i take more than american glances in that direction i'm okay with corrections i'm fine with editing a revisionist view but there's nothing small about that sort of worry and i'm sure you hurried in to blow it up to duck that cover but the last quack's still not cracked up enough to be the smithereens in the making we're faking all those invitations and we're cancelling all-call congregations these are the unbelievers these are the sun-deceivers wailing at the wallpaper and calling all the apples out to pasture

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