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Alice said
to me then
began to work
Through the gate! (wet wood) some pale green postcards:
1). Pet penguins always die too soon.
2). Columns of words surrounded the Presidential façade.
3). We take all prisoners seriously.
4). Cheap Hotel Area.
Gate slam!
For those that are not here to see it the sign says-
"Hiding hands bridge of last resort mind scanner & sanitized string. Finger the ring and pull at your own risk."
But the creature can speak on its own.
The mild spore compliment that I felt the Gill Man gave me.
FOR EXAMPLE: THE MUSHROOM PLANET IN EVERY YARD COUNTS AS ONE
Sunshine Market. As sea. As solar. As absorb once meant. Yes. Sea. Limes. A can of soda. Or worms in shallow bundles. Sock puppets wilted over golf clubs.
The dust storm rolling into the sun.
We were having a party because it was my birthday.
Bring out the hats! Noodles-the-Muscle is the carpenter's bee-running away but not passing myself, the watermelon and the hill drones' fire alarm & ice cream speckled trough-cereal hand attached to my cereal hand and then we went down into the Atomic Sub.
The next day I dreamt the same
"bolting polar bear mitt is pretty strong"
but I don't know how it finished either so weak and then getting deep into her "bus layers" and driving away the icebergs.
For a moment the gulls resisted
so I did too walking around someone else's "house/chain-link feeding area" nude, throwing fries and more fries into the air this may be the only thing in my memory she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the booth and then I could bubble myself up-Ivar the Commodore back now toying with the soft grapes of Persia.
It was not so much about this leaving away
but keeping going despite the laughter of the cook
Special Today: New Jersey Clam Chowder
the Eastern dub for the ladies doing the Seven Seas Orchestra as clams as we are a bread bowl for plucking France, so famous for her wines. And last time breathing out over the waves a waxy taste and that was kinda weird.
Passing the drugs around in the back seat: dizzy then angry
falling back on sensible white panties
I am your boundary: my arm is the wall.
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