Friday, February 17, 2017

17 february

read the scene to see and be -- the right place at the wrong glance: take a chance on a nevermind return policy, calling all the kettles out to the china shop for a bullfight that no one can win -- we swim the lanes rearranged by plot twist ties and the surprise in the sun rise never amazes to cease -- we fleece our pockets and fur our boots -- in cahoots with circumstance, i take the chance to sleep alone and roll the stone up the hill and before the door and something with a sword, too, so solid it can run through the granite the marathon the weight of worry and the wait for hope

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