justwrite 20 february

there's not much point in disjointing these overtures ferrshure the bough will break ferrshure the curtain will fall no need to forestall these four walls from closing in i'm sinking in swimming pools and cooling my heels like the wheels on a jet not much yet to say in response ensconced by possibility as i am there's a thin trend a line twining itself under otherwise subtle thoughts just caught up in the maybe there's a phrase we ought to know ought to show those listeners what the words look like ought to cook like a charm and switch places back for forth the east for north and west of south you'll shout in wild wishing that the fishing was better and the ice was just creamed in the freezer the please we're shouting before thanks is just to fill up the tanks before we take off if there's something that i'm good at it might be being excited it's a rush unrequited in many directions but what kind of corrections could keep that in line it's fine just to send it out as if for coffee as if the toffee-rich stickiness is a trick we're less than happy to discover i can hardly uncover much at the moment and it's a stone's-throw bonus that no one else owns us that we are our own best friends and the ends mean well the scarecrow he never fell until he stepped down himself and yes he danced and wouldn't you too if you had his no-shoes all the pretty watermelons all the days gone by let me toss these vegetables and juggle berry pies these are images smashed into faces winning all kinds of laces and tied up in races that want to be won in the messiest of ways these are the trays upright and locked and if you've clocked any recent speeds you'll need to find you can't always get what you try sometimes but that's what's what