Monday, May 9, 2016

sans sense of smell

she war / bled
though (t)

trim
est er after

tri

for e. tracy grinnell

getting d

Hedonistic Chaperones

may recommend a boutonierre

someone sweetly feed me hominy

I promise to restore your screen
I promise to recite the Prologue in Middle English
I promise to listen to your baritone interminably
I promise to show up for the orals in your place
I promise to divulge your happy secret only to good looking ones
I promise to revolve around you
I promise to incur the wrath of everybody without

eaten by [gif+ticket text] _ 2006

gg2

eaten by





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[ mg ]








hi all fluxists

hi friends,

a simple leaflet to say :


1- i'm proud and happy seeing fluxi is really working & flying (see pic here on the left). THANKS to you: to your posts.

2- blogger has a (new - i suppose) service for uploading videos :)

3- i made the link list on the sidebar grow and grow (take a look). and: new entries next days. (suggest me links you'd like to see on the sidebar).

4- if you want, always insert tags when posting. (yr name and/or what you want).

5- this leaflet will expire & explode in a few hours

m
[ oh, uhm ... no: i'll keep it hidden --in the control panel you can see-- as a "draft", ok? ]

(leave no) traces n° 01


Sophomore Slup

Oops. I mean slump. I mean, since when do I get nervous when reading to not stick with my always good performance plan?

one of the POPULAR MECHANICS

is my uncle
is my niece
is my divinity
is my suds
is my shoulder
is my capstone course correct
is my adversary
is my priest
is my sherpa
is my ghost
is my knave
is my imported jag
is my deported magnifying g/lass
is my sporting altitude
is my hemispheric attitude
is my ribbony thinness
is my air duct
is my chapped kiss
is my article of clothing (this)

you look like

you look like mushroom science is not enough to rescue you
you look like tractor wheels downtown in new york city
you look like a thorn that likes to be around a dead rose
you look

KISS

again again face it"

meaning ( hanging) instant door) pointing (stopping)

"my hands there remain (s)"

'complishment / my breakfast you"

(ing) banging it slam m m m (ing)

because steps beat echo o o o (ing)


you echo heart

you mild echo fate


doubt" doubting

negation doubt persistent pressure pressing


"no vertical sunset echo alone "


says i

postcard from charlotte

a rare

credentials

outer skin the thickness of a thought

Once I Have Predicted You You Disappear

As I was just saying to Marge,
Marge, did you see the halo on that buck?
And Marge, well you know Marge,
she's always a beat behind the gut of that bell curve,

Kid, she said, I would have drawn it in myself.
We smiled against our better judgment.

Next thing I knew, the apparition that I thought
was fully clothed appeared as only clothes.
The precipice where we were standing
cut in like a new dance partner
on our oversight.

The trombone news began
to pick up inference.

There were late trains running down the practice room
The shuttle left the screen phase of our travel.
All that I could muster was

simple . complex

you do justice
to and to
I follow you
allow you
I entreat you
mesmeric down time
uplifts why not

L&L gif

lunch