from Mouf

closer than nimbus fortnight column and the whispering couldn’t better than a bellow night or because was church chant “I profile the usual explanation for” of the water being the warehouse which carried the goods for patterns sake copied its first whole families sitting around a room the couldn’t figure that smell being from there on them which carried his voice to his parent probably asking, in addition “how is that mothballs?” the goods by night being eaten as well for whatever it’s worth next to the bed that wouldn’t sleep anyway for the foreign sailors it cannot be proved these clothes were being slowly disintegrate by probably in their mind the powder “river boats well” that grounds any winged insect upon touching regarding solutions and months of days behind his Father drinking beer that catapult dangerously closer to ear drum stuck with mucus as if his ears were telling him that no human should be willing to travel at such ridiculous heights and only here with a red bike at least the night of such a dock were the nails holding up such tan legs and onetime the scrotum of a local boy was seen dangling near his thigh as he ran the hair curling up in damp clumps as salt floating without the thousands of jellyfish washed up but still potent as an iron would sting if brushed against the hair of his arm such moths without sleeping and days of one eminent by means of/ with scenes of the box too mistaken by hearing the chants at night rather to get the pieces at the right time among others at a glance of what other people could see they were ivory steps an ivory desk only color an ivory slip his shared interests ivory time around the turn a small book of tangrams and correspondents facile traces against rolling feet square the body top spinning full leads solved in seconds the most boyish maneuver or fewer pieces is called a “peach” break in the ear and the warm delicate hands of a cloth one header said note the book “flash in the pan” becoming the pores of the tongue were large and gray thrust to inspecting in the mirror in the cheeks also was a silver crack of pores edging only that bifurcated sliver and he said “watch the marble as it goes” slipping onto its steps that conference building meeting the mayor who began to say his favorite city the white city and the water bringing circular mug of clouds only the television crew and his interviewing “as the white city” almost always relying on the organ of others as it goes with those boys at the hotel and marble steps rolling into the peeling tits of swimming laps and “from the Bay” not bulging Chapel Hill who said it was a picture of the girls doing aerobics neither beside the marble but that one leading them onto a sight kicking the rubber from under their feet the balcony the time unavowable from restless how to who dwell bends of the eye occurs went light that lower the pagan faced borrowed and beginning show that lower scraping velocities one proceeds daughters in ground hatched sperm show and drought the baked salmon reward after cake on burning “the priceless hole (sic) of century” outrider second smell so gentle dispel a second-cousin (reportage) knot exactly Old Ugly-arterial smelling under the leaves washing collide the baking bone punctuate arid recent “this gift that obliterates” back to the riparian I forget how smell sees the “and he enters with himself” not only eyeshadow a broad streaked shoulder plate how wild and return time like a dutch-face how it looks what’s for us a tongue-garden of “but only partly cooked” that the spider wasn’t a spider at all but a tick received in the ground that soon would be following the cousin (counselor) who slapped it off but arm only after slapping the back of “yes my eyes” the neck B.B. —I thought this was a personalized way of dedicating. and burning abdications bye-gone scrub jungle a grave possibility contends mouf as in mouth petrific in a dare in love T.B. —A real rollercoaster ride of weather. made public the safety of seams they drove went mad the ride of bass STAINS 1. in actuality these accidents are not at all uncommon, you can keep tabs by periodically checking parkrideaccidents.com “history of seedling and seduction” the sea they swam in from dock to dock a spatial attention and the white dust of salt coating their bellies until lunch and the summer home trail that dreaming insect became “bare ruined choirs” upon first noticing the difference in size of bottle one could never imagine “other bottles of testament” humming into the draft

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