send meat.
the statue of liberty is probably the tallest statue in the universe.
who will now demonstarte for us "poor form"? we want a natural at it.
well, hidden fat. ribs as yet undiscovered (let's). this is a
special edition of a poem that was scheduled to go here.
how anted fat feels at the xit door.
eels swimming in fat, as popular as the electric car. will it sell in
toronto?
pronto, the first word he taught them.
provided no one bungles the operation. three
cords. the severity of the severesis. zsa zsa galaskco. polish UFOlogist
in egg bloo leggings, part and parcel of a blue ribbon panel. echoes in
the thinktank.
has her shirt shrunk since the last time or?
you certainly wouldnt winnow an egg, he says,
in defense of the severesis.
who can spare the time to control the toughness
of a pork thigh? or whose finger will roll under a freight car?
focus on correction. fluid correction.
step step step
yes, there's no national monument. silent
volunteerism the more slowly releases endorphins. vertical adventure.
yes, there's no national monument. only moments,
reaction to which defines an individual's americanism.
evening news is 36% fat (saturated).
how wanted fat feels at the exit door.
bodies of the inmates, dressed in prison intimates,
in the trunk of the fire blue electric car. too much stimulus.
the key cost to any vehicle's production is the power plant. i am tired
of poor A.M. radio reception, but happy with my wife (she's outside right
now). let's tell this -- the vehicle production fact -- to all five
year olds.
would there be the ability to take manual control?
keep hammering away. okay, now it's a little bloody.
manual control. an understanding, standing up.
even in hurricane.
no, two parachutes. the golden parachute and poison
pill and incidental acuity. well rewarded the dog retrieves.
light plane power.
alight plane.
purists, ooh please. i am not that macho.
17, 000 feet. that's pretty high. all women from
that height look like, "wow, look at her," and the boy begins to picture
her greeting him with her sense of adventure, as his girlfriend. instead,
he looks at his napkin.
the sky has, since humans, had vertical lines. vertical lanes.
layered lanes, bells. all the same speed in the same direction, to prevent
a tear in the fabric of his nonmathematical brain. 24 layers
picture yourself
as far as you are concerned
take it to bed
generate a lot of questions.
moving slowly, churning the sea to foam.
may turn into the continental untied states.
i am going to be speaking at a UFO conference. you'll see me in the lobby.
maybe some of the people around me will turn and listen. or just stare.
i remember while we were moving, i was thinking about cabinets.
after 40 years, the napkin, embossed with age, is still his faithful
girl. "who would want me?" she crows. he blushes.
in golden california and colorado, fires. just close the windows, fires. dont keep breathing.
do not have a place to go. have an excuse.
sensationalism.
shaking hands while wiping feet with swimmers who ignore lightning.
they keep their feet together.
conniption mailman
lover w/ gloves
(burying boxed mail).
then water makes my stomach hurt.
these periods are about ten years apart.
are you advertising to your neighbors that you have food?