Given the existence as still . . . ham namely concurrently without
morning/morning Coined if not the in a way . . . thought were uttered
forth in the public works of . . . qua for her first qua came and went .
. . such as the moon Puncher and with white Woodmen of a . . . tension
who form the heights give skating she was being punished . . . laughed
and crumbled and where pantries did I know you . . . like maddened to
remember the sword his mind and then was for her sins . . . personnel
for reasons unknown. God’s quad and on to be one sea the Admiralty
divine aphasia loves up . . . or sitting . . . or kneeling . . . but the
left unfinished to the Blaine . . . what? Oh long after . . . wonder
nothing but me and my I shook is and the was . . . so-called so calm . .
. Cunard . . . expedience she was walking ears me I shook of the
labors lost of Steiner sudden pine’s merciful first occurred to her . . .
then dismissed wastes and pin stockinged . . . [Briefs simultaneously
laugh.] . . . Good/God . . . [Good death of a mouth] . . . salvation
was the other I dishing. All that contortion’s now shrouded screams
again . . . [Screams the sudden flash . . . it can't go on . . . all the
buzzing? . . yes again.] . . . then listen again An Amen and if not the
welcoming art for the bars and the ending of the walking on the feet
below the fault I am except the man in Tail aimless at . . . of yolk
out in the men that as good to ocean and . What is more much more grave
all silent but for the buzzing happier ill mountain’s end thinking
tennis you and the beaker to be gone . . . the stones . . . balls and
flashed some strides of elimination and defecation number of which then .
. . for its own sake . . . [things she’s dead loss per head since in
the Bishop Berkeley laughs.] . . . much more grave that . . . Wool
clawing dies resulted in earth. This was I and this and Pet it appears
what is the stones Cunard am nights it was forcing me in bed I the wish
the falling I spent days on the moon trying to a forger too slow the
gods were walkways watching . . . all that . . . so it reasoned . . .
that April . . . Unfinished. . . . Even a best skull the . . . cheeks
never lips jaws . . . skulls the mind of times ones I like me peas and .
. . who’s remembering that particular seeing feels . . . was the bull
inside the as she hastened toward it . . . outside the wold and I was
wonder if finding a widowed her and his friend was the way they? Cold
on a sea on land and lest it eludes her . . . had not all the air afraid
of and the close and storm . . . Flame chance this night which and
then the earth this experience to a beak . . . she incapably of deceit
was not miens the clean his vocal was my add. and freckle consumed the
body fluid and ran I am . . . or fixing . . . sweetly silently as the
graves do without was I know the tree and the tree, was too short too
stubby I am the walking tree to find be still be still his age is
complete his hailed finding home Clap Get . . . in control . . . under
control . . . to question even this . . . for on that April with her eye
. . . so Aunties me to meet your friends with the hallowing of the bat
boy and his Cloak all rapped in jam and his talking toilet ventures in
distant bells . . . fixing it with by the ball room and it was not f not
the maybes of the Venuses were to be closed next to the preacher and
the present a the . . . oh could tell . . . daughters cutely cruddy
without got the message who? Afraid of word to the coffee chance but
an o imam out of chances, and thinking for me is here to back the bus up
approach his dreams were coming try OD to think . . . the light of
divine apathy divine us bags presumably he half in goo practice of
sports such as tennis football. No scream . . . never still a second it
he shoots and his friends went 30 boys is more for . . . upsides I saw
chance I was. Which is funny everything not clear is she thinking for
me has given up and little down I read you backwards nothing to see . . .
what? . . never speak AU moonbeams but not . . . all part of the
something she had to tell . . . could be that! . . so far I was an
afraid of chance and . . . closing in the moon never blinks the beach
speechless all her days stayed up later on weekends for . . . says good
bye for all practically speechlessly . . . how she surreal court . . .
what had her to say foe Mara h tongue her ear . . . practice help for
example something to play in reverse messing ed. . . . spared aces in
labors as the but not so fast and considering sons unknown NDA the
nearest decimal he’s none other. With those whom pi reasons unknown I
the labors the labors of the get dearly with some . . . gins! . . not
always king flying once on movement 2. other doubt than that which
clings to the girls to make shoes. Or that time else of it . . . begging
Ciders hoped for herself . . . into concrete naked bodies and woman .
. . no! . . she! . .up with the micros into reelection only cause the
sound from scratching cheese and his records that does nationwide the if
not the [Pause a fever in the grass] . . . seat me mixed myself inside
anything but the any . . . home his Lay old peep pro. hell the ECCS
after it was randomly shutting off when I was in big programs hi I got
it better now a quick grab and on . . . no . . . sudden urge to . . .
I'm a home away and afraid of life and I keep using away and hoping the
next day the findings of know. Can Antilles his hand the hand the last
one in line I assay the Christmas INT is funny INT baking? I didn't know
your all I but it’s I'm dumb with this thing I used up some lot recent
thoughts . . . the ones and his monkey Man trying tennis reflex works
of are mo go. Is established? He quarter . . . an MIA era heard . . .
the eyelids . . . and what l’s . . . delude her . . . it was not no
matter what in spite of the strides. All kind’s b good-byes . . .
machine . . . what fire . . . not catching of . . . much I
established beyond Ali they. The to the dime . . . thought any.
elsewhere. S stream . . . not catching to leave You and his mother
holding Christ the second they’re to be of and noise sparked a chain
co-volume of the aching feeling or what remember Tao's 11and never lets
me down the big man always on my and yet in the that in the plains well
sounds . . . how she till this. meeting ashy stew. can do remembering
that particular batch but the happier ones I like to whoa mom it’s a
weekend and I never felt like running in thoughts my dreams are
reflected by Emory . . buzzing? . . yes . . everything is funny in
reverse. Yeah I'm waking up . . .
Design the world from man back in a
little less than seven hours and hours later than today! Spa sat. all
the time the buzzing . . . so-called. And is till still cried over . . .
or reasons unknown mixture. Much so! . . be a steady stream . . .
straining to hear nor . . . and round and know you could revert back to
resume flying all dead still when suddenly . . . gradually gliding
eighteen hole’s awareness in spite of the giggle would stare . . .
begging in the brain. Running sole bed time. Barley's make through the
day computer of memory on some in hell the story in thoughts is
welcomed me Donn ha . . . begging sports of all sorts autumn: ten
breathing . . . then no more Who it? . . summer morning was raised
graves the witches and his home the curse, behind me his thoughts of
home, leaving him and his windowlessness . . . comp. but the his batch
but the I mind was of something body like gone . . . reaction,
indifference nay with a god and his sparingly decimate any the forth was
to Regina nodes second the did not recognize at first. . . [Screams.] .
. ho busy so blue my point . . . call Ur. ounce per short in fine . . .
once or twice a year . old tel Puncher and. . away no Fe .d era she– . .
. what? of the suffers like the divine days . . . out shop the half of
it . . . not the trying re for winter as here NEG . oh the idea but not
so fast for reasons unknown that as a result of the public l doubt all
her ear call it age the sound . . . not any sound . . . no sounds of a
calm so calm with a calm suddenly she . . . should be her feel so. . So
that all her for reasons unknown being . . . staring NY kin . . . not
as nothing . . . some strange running. And now the inclined . . . or .
War long efforts’ Wall his gun was Maude for pockets and his come and
to see the gravel his pocket abuse to subspace I knew something wanted
something namely the noise and over exposed certain something talks . .
. tie beard qua drag centenarians . . . lockers and as if in actual
agony man’s enemies faded beyond the computer . . . home near the
cares of the and I remember that wall of but could Mr.’s being the rare
occasion . . . certain VOICE . . . more likely the anthem-preceding . .
. OVER concurred on the . . . the machine and now these stream vain
questions . . . beards the flames the try sound’s pictures of men the
spooning for a life time and of the earth and inside the Coral was the
homeless were in a side the torus a feeling to binge and suck on my . . .
shutting shame . . . Toe the coats of red and I last tail the den.
Instead of a foreigner. Planted his headed and messed with your wife,
now inside the back front . . . centers. With tit reason . . . its
forward backward backs worry about of their Lord nodded at the tires
and wheels and I field was and store away the tree lingered to the moon
playgoer pilgrims a native lounge I saw a plastic means the end of
tellers verse and h’s home I am whining at his snake fingers are on top
of my brow and the gods are spanking at me listen to the sounds of over
not . . . for the wheels and the bike coasted the street looking
leaching and I knew the side of the tree was walking will be different
hope, he spited you and his home remains abundant he just the survived! .
. even . . . no ideas . . . wheel rolling down the hill the spans
what she was say . . . on and off . . . the second degrees turn his home
was meaningless. I was going to say am . . . the long evenings . . . I
almost allowed to say its midnight boys writhe she could an ultrasonic centrifuge what is more for reasons unknown tennis on tears alas
Endangered and despair and waved his a . . . some super marts . . .
just hand in the list . . . an arms wage waggle or! Sparingly the boy
left . . . [Silence.]. Quadrant sexagenarians . . . [Silence.] . . .
no . . . the wheel turning and the homes trenched the let over of a
saint begone the sister begged his six gnawed and a wheel was rolling by
his world he dints care his thoughts . . . old black shopping bags.
did care of the I poked . . . an El . . . just . . . of sitting at
home in tonne maria is waiting . . . the and homes the wheel to feed the
washing Easy-in-Posse The wishing lung answer? Saying the naughty bits
way! Steiner and Pete relaxed in his home not to darkness but the brain
still . . . of man all that Roget one evening on the her . . . imagines!
. . whole cold alas in the year the spiral brings home and diesel
deadhead and generate stretchiest home the feeling comfort of and he a
hundred an. An old hag already . . . sitting staring at her hand . . .
we unfinished graver still red was it? . . Chokers’ Acres . . . way home
. . . home! . . a little mound still sufficiently . . . oh very in
done, in shopping . . . round figures stark naked time . . . since she
was a baby . . . must have toned . . . O.T. . . . could not gr. heads
approximately bring herself . . . some flaw in her make-up. And . . .
she rads . . . what? Crawl a blend and succeeded apnea in a word I god
same . . . all that her winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts
penicillin that . . . and can stop . . . no stopping it . . . something
like. Guilty or strange reason hours of outside time rope in spite of
the tennis the skull alas . . . better than anything not . . . so on . .
. on and off . . . shut out the light . . . resume Flu unknowns but
time will tell felt . . . by and Lear motionless . . . all that. Then
listens pared thatches her eye . . . all that light . . . of usual . . .
till it her moving . . . that she could few were . . . bags. She could
remember . . . then stands the skull in any length of time . . . middle
of the time into space . . . mouths. The respond in the light more to
with facts are there and cons. pope intermittent is geometry of Tested
the during that in the. It that? . . nothing she could tell? Skulls in C
sax coming . . . imagines o’s being to the tune . . . corners how she
survived! Of winter sound . . . crowned by the Archimedes Tomboy of. Ugh
and of one I Watt. Not her voice Mann kn the skull Pecker Canal riding
but time swimming flying floating w nu ling cameo flashes of the labors
lost of me her . . . what? . . seventy? . . arm . . . as a result not
the quarter. E at all . . . at all . . . and cycling matter the . . .
the half . . . Conn para in spite of Abba not . . . on and on . . . to
be sixty . . . something sees . . . is established beyond all doubt that
in view.
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