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Saturday 10 December 2011

'the mini goliath catastrophy'



                          egpeins burst ..



















two yesterdayz for rustblad ..
i cut it by sticks ..                                                                                                                                      
one strike gipsyz cliff run ..                                                                                                                          
its good quality change on a friday ...

man ... isle of standz .

we ate too used to
the evil voices talking to us ... ..

she was the first fresh orignatd girl whom stood at river loire
the isle town ov blois ...
with a boardwalk fallen trelice faint ovr the rivers low tide gap .. through a sprint by far
the hind arms ridge turn spell ...
five jumped the waterfall with ...
to by their sixth have sweet the edge
to the backbat iron stitch ...
archery promised
to cover the holdbaker river bench
defense
wastedland ..


'well if they told me they'd soon have to proclaim the century, the short edge ov a nightgrass firetable'

'break hammer and nails out onto foremosted attack crunchez ..'


                                                                                                                                 
breath ...
 
the fantastical and fictional story ov aisa : 

its the longest 21 years she's ever lived,

its not a revolution song,
by thirteen she agreed to work by the force ov it which they planned,
by sixteen the local youthman were customers,
paying with food and clothes ..

the indian story ov aisa ..

punic wor two ...


modest mouse + the world at large


frozen its stalachtites it stood ..








krieket, 
chicken, salvationotory chaos and luv ..














   could be a billion reasons ..




the delirium tone, true yes,
when fallen rhythmigly ..
its grimace shades to faded crushed hopes ..



'benchwormer beachnuggets'

















only one sentence stood out in a better conversation with it .. 
to distance ...
to distance we go .. 


the last ov red bloodly's ... 






ondertuimels druif
van biegsteen kryg
en groentes kapperkies fyn gronds beskermd ..

in ever stood 
ov never nightmare .. 
ten million crowns 
as by dirt grinules
and was sayd to look just like me ..



















al just for privacy of thought ...

thinking my own ..
 





having only a billion
in every largest phase
to count ..
 
contributing only breath
and coriolis to existence ..


























for al the middle reaches
ov free falability
never made ov and nor none ...

for luvers clash crashes ...
is your retreat your home true
have its ownership for it ... 

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