Crossing beams streams time into focus (rack pull) creep out pixels bleed too much run to brown glow any way. Harold the face felt like felt fleeting, pelt waste pulled over the top too, canned glue used without grace, christened against the lake (moon face fading), frequent the stops, reach tops ended and planned placed parental tracks into the dirt (press hard) child called often in the throat. Reach outward bound and caressed. Silent lips press against charred carbon (dust sprinkled) smeared into flesh (pressed) smirking twilit candle eyes (double dipped in positive). Play onwards in the sands rolled to green, crank sounds plentiful; dance without fragrance. And instructive tentative (destruction glistened). Listen to the swallow, lumps (pressing) strained. Rigid mortuary colden sun: emboldened folds (empty bottle) felt firm. Smooth out the iron and take the harder port. Pretending patience for beauty (bent on bending) betraying indentures denting renders dance daily on fiercer fibers than weaved for skin.
NINETEEN APRIL TWO-THOUSAND-TWELVE
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