I woosh! owell there was nothing there a hollow in Willy's heart & feature—ripping—a stone—a pebble— they—ventured—with—old—man—Charteris—out to—Middlemarch—and—beyond—distributing butter (fernleaf). Or stopping over for lunch you dropped the truck off the road under trees at the riveredge—the matting of pebbles each one repeating to the eye with or without the water's touch
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we shd only be used to smile at one another, Max J.
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Heliogabalus—sexual access (excess)
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we travel distances in our minds to reach places denied—perhaps—to—others
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Vaudeville—(the man said it couldn't be done) a dying art (art dying) pantomime
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whether it's giant (excellent) 12' ants as in Gordon Douglas' film Them! or champagne glasses poised atop of a round silver tray— whether it's—cold—or a blue backdrop (acdc) puts a fly in the soup— whether it's discrete—language particulars driven off a thing or a person's affections: her thick eyebrows, winsome lips narrow shoes, calotte or calvary went by and so there was a flash, a prickle—every revolving asp—silvery caltrops—that curt- ains hanging should of themselves present no awkwardness, unless pressed back by the breeze, or to the side by some properly unsuspecting hand (to a view!)— I must have at a point two things in the mind... a navy uniform—a car, a badge—a newborn So it is: 'stay loose' (a bar of heat) suppleness of breath, something I haven't tasted, or I should regard you as a favoured presence—reaching thru the gaps—a beautiful female is everything! That I be—to love! M... —should that be the name but not the one—a young girl, glassy eyed—loss of voice (a name for it) formic acid—to lift the senses (alert) sand lifted up & tossed en masse—a sand storm, a car & trailer— Get the antennae! I said, get the antennae!—for SURE—(Wilbur) mandibles— a scientist's dream come really true! Anvthing. anvthing for science! (tsk) arm over arm up the language !
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nikka scroll
There is something that will come and take out of this second, from this second—that which I (he) is locked: blockage. On the cambered surface, sealed, fixed—divided by a broken white line, a gathering of locusts. A loud beginning green autumn! The light that's eased off things, takes leave, travel by bus over the black dustjacket; white Of Grammatology, of red, a scene of green or cream. Inside, the running gate, the burst page—writing (again) passed forward. All are stopped in their colours, white, yellow, red, green: the cars themselves are stationary. In rows, TQs at the entrance-way. Trailers. And out again. Past the lake.
