Sunday, August 24, 2014
24 august
a collision with precision: do they jest with such jousts or are they truly so unruly with such overcontrol? parry, thrust - the must replaces and could and the maybe is gone for SHOULD is the operative angle, tanglery in details and retailing more options the boss in the background - a tracking frown with limping eyes stopping high and flying off handles of varying heights - the days that fold to nights and the preposterous hippopotamus that nobody wants to mention - an errant rogue dimension as the timespace spins and whirls and unlike some other girls yes a think before a jump but a yesplease that's still stumped while the trees push on to growth
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