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The wanderer stepped into the darkness and blinked until he saw spots of lights prickling his eyeballs with a furry felt in the morning underneath blindness bent and derided like the rails streaming sinusoidal waves detracting from the pavement chased by stray dogs on leashes tents set up along the road housed hooves and trumpets and beats packed cola by the carton and carried on towards the westward picked up by trailblazers blazing hail followed the sinners and signed on the dotted lines in the snow peppered with rain of the salty sea and bleeding open your hands and breath he whispered blinking twice without stopping to eat the eggs were cooked by now anyhow and poured the boiling water back into the river flowing downhill at a pace that kept up with the stream of diners headed back into diner for dinner spun around on the pin pinned to the dime and left it for the next tip to be passed along between the people who spent them crept up out of the cellar and dented his fender kicked it hard and moved along just because he wanted it there and that didnt make justice ring any truer on the eve of battle herded together like beards in the wind shaking and strong a mask of fur to hide behind the fence staring through the cracks bandana tied streaming summers screaming and spent till depleted crackling and deprived of dignity looking in the mirror the past stood still but the current didnt move alternating direct and sidelong hammering nails into it too left for purification at the hands of time sent upon the moment by the settling into comfortable living and lead into the fraying coat of lessening warmth protected by the promise of desirability and the fading gasoline taxed by uncertainty and wishes nothing anymore but some things still under the table undressed and mouths gaping dancing on the table cloth the moth bent its wings and melted into the wax of the candelabra fizzling as it plopped into gooey ashes wretched returns on its ambitions cymbals crashed leaned to the right and descended towards the hidden clouds paint a picture of it if you really cant stand it and so he took it leaned in past the frame and played with it till it came into his sight brightness cactus caucus blocked this instance from recurring but cured the wreath which was hanged and nailed as well dotted red with compliments of the chef hand shake and smile will only get you so far and like the ass beguiled stripes ran vertically before making a sharp ninety degree angular turn to the direction closest to the door opening because the door was pilfered in the last raid and no points were awarded blueness for a moment triumphed and fatigue sought its revenge planned portraits pointed westwards too get a move dont open your eyes or put that foot in front of that foot in front of the twilight in front of that foot seeds grew into meat harvested for the scent bottled and divided among the investors extravagantly pockets closed and drowning in sand bottled and pellets smelted benignly dipped in pewter and fused with cardiac arrest silver lining wasnt pure tested and passed fluoride levels ninety nine point nine percent but wheres the ghost

ONE JULY TWO-THOUSAND-ELEVEN