Hats off, holistic trough, dug deeply, well intoned.
Grapple cloth, flow neatly, plugged undone, soon to comb.
Contain, resonate, silver scented, drab on drain.
Shirked smock, satined drop, sand and own, and open mane.
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Absolute emission rescinds chasing chasms, screams at mountains, paints peaks to stand on and cranes to see. Winding road, dark stones, trip trees with fine marble, ships to see them grow. Shivering in the leaves taking sober piss-in-the-dark pictures. Talking trips skin (on nobody's nos). Shunted and stained steal candy from the liver, soaking in time crust baked in. Stand on the rocks and glisten in the moonlight ripples. Still disturbing the perfect black. Can't grab it, take it backwards (sand on the rocks) stand harbor shaking in the sheets; bands break steam sags heat melt skin drips trips sacks backward: stands on the rocks.
Disgruntled and digested, relived with intention, canned on the 'ssumption: Stable Superstition. Supervision raked boughs, scraped house letters left open read undone the dome donned dead. Crept inward and skins, stinging none, prick by prick, sober-piss, stiff hustle chip.
Canteen canteen canteen. Sidewinded by the sidecar wine harder. And blow. Set at the seams. Break open berserker. Be free. Be free.
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FOURTEEN MARCH TWO-THOUSAND-TWELVE
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