Wednesday, January 22, 2014
22 january
meanwhile the turnstile is jumped the old whiles are lumped into easy piles to dump and to save and the maid takes one while nobody's looking it's an easy goose for cooking while the gander takes a peak sticks a beak in it (who's to seek and find mined ores?) mine or yours to explore, all for the timing - easy on the rhyming, chiming in at sink or swim intervals, shouting out doubts like traffic signs - red lights and high brights beaming rejection with steadystream protection: do not ask me to feel! when real is something easier when real could be immediate an open gate to walk through to talk truth to lay on the floor and name the words to talk about ideas and not fear the absurd to imagine new vegetables and explode across grains the main things and the tributaries sharing's not impossible improbable as open may appear the way is clear if the willing wants the sun grows the day shows the way and even the rain will have something to add once it changes its mind from snow
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