31 march

a stuffed shirt can't hurt that half-forgotten hattrick or monolithic mind ticks tricking out the light elastic just a stretch to fetch a higher asking price and buying dinner to be nice though no one wants to think about dessert

30 march

scorched earth and torched majesty the travesty of bronze in the digital age waylaid by french style and quarter mile moguls up the halfway tree to noon --

29 march

to roll out and off and on but mostly over without through the prepositions listening too close for comfort while the mirror morphs enormous and the scale turns ratings off --

28 march

for the foreseeable inconceivable length of time unprecedented and unrelenting we've spent in uncertainty the terms we fee and service like a nervous twitch too shaky to spot a single bird --

27 march

carp the dam before the dundee deal goes down under torn downder by stereotypes and read rights straight on through to left 

26 march

with the stuffing knocked out we block doubt from a dozen places in unsung spaces and unsung disregard hard at work on the planets unrewinding --

25 march

keep the calm the cool the storm the rule the snark after dark and the long slow leap with the deep coming up and the dog having days with endless plays on repeat and on faster forward please

24 march

but up the hill is farther is breathless is wheezing street and defeat seems imminent innit and we cannot have come so low but to it seems and shower steams have little left to spare -- 

23 march

park the carport and start the cardboard with multicolored spectacles and rampant misdirection -- mind not the course correction but do carry on the doubt with the outfield hatter and the mad glad ragger fit to cut it up and pine to box straight through the derby --

22 march

what about the sandpaper the hourglass the chimney and the tea from that sideways magazine we'd all like to be seen in and seen to do without like scenes unsighted with no lights and no set unmet and cross-purposed like the last bag of flour on the shelf --

21 march

carp the dimes and chime the rhymes in productive chorus to fill the forest with trees and squeeze the lemon from the pepper changing spots like long forgotten leopards spelled wrong in a bee and forgotten by three out of four but what's more i'm the last

20 march

starched shirts and hurt feelings reeling from the scale of the concern earned bite by bit and outfitted with high-yield fields of duty of tour of scored more than a soccer match with no catch and all release while the feast goes on -- 

19 march

be healthier and bring the buckwheat defeat to an eggy fry with some surprise but mostly recognition of the human condition and its many common cycles we try through and buy new versions of when the others go flat

18 march

expanding in an arc that sinks into dark into loose sharps and rough edges with untrimmed hedges and a half-oiled suit -- unrefuted champion of the lower landslide and the governor of roadrunners and sneakers too to boot

17 mar

doublestuffed and overturned like unearned espionage tackling normal operations and knocking out the preparations so carefully arranged and maintained for hardly long enough to tough out eve the softer side while the other ride runs out of gas and the recycling gets mixed in with the trash -- 

16 march

touchdown the ground grinds up ambition and omits the missing pieces spit out when doubt is swallowed whole beyond control of reason of calories of disparities between hopes and reals --

15 march

but before i do true to the word party i turn hardly noticing to stone to sleep to slip away

14 march

as we catch our breath we hedge the bets we never meant to make -- eat the cake we never meant to take but also keep it coming as we numb our tongues in hopes of better taste

13 march

lucky on a friday wonderwhy day turns so fast to night so dark to light and back again a we trend toward continuity in perpetuity and upward but onboard the air's stored tightwise and undenied parallax bound to contract and also desist as we try to resist what's upcoming next and spreading the text across the page to deliver a roundabout message

12 march

as you wish we dish our desserts with worse the wear companies and open runs at the gate of late open wide with the teeth made to match

11 march

cart before horseplay the way we mean to tell but we spell our words incorrectly and fall directly through the floorboards where we've stored our mistakes under lakes of regret and we've met our guests at the boathouse that routes passengers to the far shore with much more than the baggage they packed and the mud that they tracked goes on like strongarmed sailors wailing after taxes and carbon dating their oldest memories with dependencies that breeze through the nevermind lanes

10 march

let's catch up and shake down the towncar limousine with inbetween seatbelts and mispronounced nouns off track and counteracting all indications and saving rations without the routed route that boots its best and passes tests on to some other fool

9 march

starch the hourglass and chart the horse of course the race and on the chase and even as the oddfellows turn home

8 march

like a cookie dart ragamuffin stuffed in with cream cheese and dirty breeze too full to challenge too dark to manage and a closed door policy to boot to south to east to feast on worry and turn the other brief

7 march

dark like an undercover dreamhorse well troused and underdressed -- no vest or cummerbund undone past something marvelous -- the carved wee bits of detail we can't fail to notice as we turn over again

6 march

up to the wheels in feel right runaround upside down and travel wild like a mild case of replacement restructure restore

5 march

runaround turndown service with the whirr twist of propeller compulsion and simple deductions like math like logic like clocks that keep more than time behind their impasse their faces while keeping races running and the dog having its day -- 

4 march

though to keep pushing would be overflow undergrown half shone in like a daybreak ziti plate and a tuna rye with half-surprised lettuce that never thought the camera would be one -- long gone is not far enough when the rough pitches an tent meant for discord but hoarding moral authority

3 march

like starch through an hourglass sticky as a riceball calling out for mango for tangled indecision and a company to boot the world order now and ever after like chlorine disaster flooding up and over down

2 march

This is the only way to play to save our day to turn the rain into something else like snow like health like propaganda and what comes after this is the way we roll our socks and tie the locks that bind us to our bagels our salads and tuneless ballads but singing the house that Jack built.

1 march

like a wave craving shore crashing more rounds than head crowns and tooth hurts like converts to a sugarfree trend though the ends need a trip and the sink needs a swim