eye gee runt
the portal will open near the time machine at on or about the last moment of time
almost a beggar in spain
eye could add an empty bowl to carry round the sidewalk let the pigeons dropp
the caravan of mixicons may may mistake me for an outsider the hill was ribboned eye am almost on mye way out of color place angst will pass new connections found a place at last the future bright the past is dimming as we speak
living in the past short staccato bursts of speed cross top bunns hambergurs with jack cheese and toasted pop was real coke in them small bottles only needed one to buzz nopain cocaine not needed now
water can be settled in a water container all eye need it a five gallon bucket to catch the rain into the desert charlax has never been out there before never say do not make me laught
awe gee minions putt this one in the dirty bird cages then tell me the truth what are you all leaving behind you for all the world to see eye have almost 2000 prose poems now all freewater can be settled in a water container all eye need it a five gallon bucket to catch the rain into the desert charlax has never been out there before never say do not make me laught
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