Sunday, 27 December 2009



To dispose of this shred is good
It's always good cookie...and sweltering too
There is an abstract place which
Is inhabited when one is living the dream
Smiles come more naturally, are
Produced with more ease...some are
Received from desirable and never-to-be-seen-again trendies
An old word, an old Paisley cravat
That is now glutinous surround and one
Of the reasons i cannot be sentimental
No more
See above for potholes and
Plagiarism and office relocation
Literally, power of the will...and it takes
A lot of this
The agreed ratios alone are mind-boggling while
The original sports and workadays make us
Happy as Larry...they must do, otherwise i
Should coco...well shouldn't we?
The oven displays an engraving, this monarch
Is unusable though, unnatural in fact
Instead, i think about the inability to
Convert today's 60 degrees Fahrenheit into
Celsius and i wonder if it will ever click, this is
Not dissimilar to the ferry terminals, a lifelong
Mental block thingy and one of the reasons
It can feel like one's
Birthday when ideas flow, when juices
Boil and Spill
It has to be cherished
It has to be grabbed like Love, which is
After all, merely game of hormone
Then the boomf boomf boomf
It rattles the new pvc windows
I don't need this, after all, i'm only just back
This minute from an ear candling session...is
The gift from the Highlands or
Las Vegas?
The Hanseatic League is to be
Joined in a fortnight, i will
Cancel all values until then...you've read
This all before haven't you?
Ich mochte es tun...while
Sitting and facing against the direction
Of travel, this is safer in the event of a crash
I will be visited in a hospital bed by
Emerging football stars...talent is a kind of
Bait, it pulls in daylight
Das ist alles

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