Monday, October 27, 2008

just when you decide you will repeal the moon

an accidental neighbor happens to your door announcing he is going to invent a cure for coaxing judgment out of fossils who feign brilliance just to be in charge

a highbrow gathering takes shape around an arbitrary set of scamperers deigned a posse by themselves and for themselves

eyedrops seem to bring on much more dryness than the untreated world

a person you had not considered for a role becomes the prime mover here to make your town and country horoscope come true

the neighbor child begins to think the flute is worthy of the same practice as a full drum set

the pope decides that Holy Orders is for you and other women after all