flow taste and flow

This is the net gain of hamster hands, and in the end, let darkness roll, let darkness roll, over the backs of your fingers, which spindle and thread throughout the city of knowns. Forced perspective forced perspective run to run to run. We blow smoke signals and call our ancestors and explain why we were so late in the first place. Race to religion, flicks out. flicks in. We coast like that, we s'posed to hold hands: nodding. Plod we three to cordless telephones, sidle up behind them and change their minds with works. And beds and ankles: we trip through the sea of everyone's waving to me. Sound we our bells of sound, we are bells, we sing, we sing to the evening, but the daybreak is caught in our throats and even if we could cough sputter cough it up the moment is ruined the moment is pruned. Sorry about that mr. mischief and if sound ever happens again, you'll be the first to know, first to no, first to know. sit up straight and smile up fake and straighten up before the decision is made for you. Townhouses townhouses fit, fit, which way do they fit, We'd wonder, hammered on life. Ash fits cold shade in set face, save tags bid sick noose undulate, posse cold posse fluster cut sick up injury to house save and bed nod in town bosses. Weed be done and we'd be gone cake bold and slack stinted fat slank in poignant chase. Face the face the faucet and hold your breath tight, wrung like sponge cake and sung like the gates of smell. Put it down, put it down, lock Ajazz out kicking wet with wetness. we'd be done with the folds, no bring the outhouse to life with us and fill the bold to town we ask we our beds 'til ask we our best 'til ask we out beds 'til it off strip it won thread that image through the need her now, flow taste and flow. down stream we ask down stream we ask to hill top run and fake our lives fake them and Oh we go to Oh we go to Oh we go. Chill to the phone stuck to the take her down, I can't get the rhythm, take the rhythm out, divorce it from me, never need to see it again. Till you go we can't have peace can't stop wanting this to go on, only we did and still don't really understand the point of waving in this manner, don't read, don't read the words, just understand them. Flow out to flow, and fill out to fill and over flow after with minds like picnics to attend to. Caught in the act, we thought this'd never end, but here we have a fresh example of murder, we never knew what it was. the sound, the mean, the implications of answer us, I can't wrap, can't warp, can't get around the sound of it. Flat tax and glitter scheisse floundering tackle box doom bend to ent spend and cower and cower and cower and cower for the rooms gone we shot it to death but you wouldn't know about that would you, sitting there just sit there waiting to die but flight never takes place because nothing ever seems to happen that doesn't seem to happen. It wears out that way because sight arises inside you and cold cocks the waitress to the ground, sponge in hand, soaking up the energy of the moment. We'd say goodbye but goodbye never works quite the way we intend it to, and shade is best anyhow. Block out the sun, not blocked out by hiding from it, it tastes best when evaded, how'd you guess. Space to space fill'd with shutters, filled with soot. Kind man, and kind man, and kind man to take the trash out to take. We'll be in, we'll be in, take out the feel, take out the feel and what do you have in your hand, it's a bag of feed. Feed the machine, feed it well, and when it grows up big and strong and strong and big we can all figure out ways to destroy it. Float float shoot shamble. Wail out the stares to stars to post it on, I'd sound the alarm, sound the alarm but I've only ever been filled with what I've only ever been filled by. Close your hand around me and explore with me this galaxy of closenesses, faked to the core. Suture businesses to "busy"nesses. Cancel my subscription too. Nothing comes and nothing sums and nothing comes of this. This battering out of letters, not even words. Change comes but always from behind, and sits.

"Shake us peer!", Iain's on it.

She like 'em earthy to a some: her stay.
Sour moral of Lee-Ann, mortem parrot.
Ralph Wins! "touché" g'thud Arleen Budds. Huff'em eh?
Ann's Hummer Sleeze. Athal Tew's horded hate.

Some dime 2". Hot thigh off, hey "Vinn 'shh' Ines".
An Doff tennis is goal'd Comp. electioned hemmed.
Ann/Dave reverve ROM fearsome tie 'em deek lines.
"Bye, shh", ant's surnames chain jink-horse hunt-rimmed.

Butt-Thigh! He turn awesomer, shell knot feigned.
Gnarl whose Pose session huffeth at fareth O-host.
Norse Halled "eth bragth" who wants Her Stinnish-ade.
When in heat: earn Al-lines, toot!, Eye'm, th' ogre owest.

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Soul ogle Ives th' hiss hand th' hiss-gagh! vessle I've toothy.