Saturday, March 18, 2017

18 march

parking it is worth the drive but to arrive is to be left behind when the kind of answers aren't in place and the chase went off with a bang -- we are stranding our braids and holding up laid-off outs and runs and we're stunned to find our feet still up while the empty cup overflows and the garden path undergrows -- we are watching for the signs and we are laying down the lines: i am not the me you have seen before -- catch as candle the angled handles and fill the case with suits

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