FATALITY
tobogganing
over a transplant medalist, she hypnotizes miners
from their
trousers, teases toads into toad vessels, each a tame volvo,
when
flipped a fishcake, without the humidity to sling isotopes as rope
tricks,
molding asparagus of their rinse (saddle-sore,
uncredentialed,
u-joints
and exciting theorem on a hair within a hair in a lunarium
in a fort)
sonneteering chrome seals, the heaviest reborn moose hits the silk
first, all
wrists of digits in the eye to lick, it’s that adenoidal nexus, Al, that
cannot
modify pain or fullness or co-star with Minutemen in orifices, eat
Vitamin
Water and you’re back! Nazi cycles of the Who Shoved Thor winning
a cake in
the Tower-de-Prance, always in season, never an ally, alivest where
they deaden
deeper trim, carbomber makes Louis Lopez the Cali Kid
swizzle, he
being that ornate—
a
seamstress moiré on the goddaughter in too far to itself (it has those
eater
layers) a Satyr’s Miata of strenuously polygonal pacifiers, gone yogic
sending
into the slit (a whimperer) now I go arrowing you in a kibbitz I wanted mis-
spelling
itself to afford gangrene-- this is the feel of the dome removed and still
the sky has
a magnifier. This is the shenanigan of snakebird. He brings his own bin,
gets what
they opine. Parochially so special, only maybe four are polyvalent.
The
enchanter viscid as unlined stomach skin, yellowish powder at range.
What you
deliver is to be changed. Unless a new
rule is messier. And cans of April
fistula by the goal.
Goalless but
artificial enough for heterotrophy, magnets in pairs of one. So this
placenta a
witch intuited gawks itself, plunks good cash on a cardigan, offers
perpetual
lube but refuses to duel on the common, more of the aftershocks of biceps
not where
she thought she left them, under the keys to the Dreft. At Coal-Black
an’ de
Pulverizer’s prizes they hurled a serenade in two cats. Deppity Short
and his
band of the bed retired, pumpkin of touch-type salad, it stresses
an
unbeknownst bull’s eye on the porch, just as Itchy is the Japanese for Trout,
in an
insularism like a Methodist in a tryst with Thaddeus Rex, friend to dinosaurs
in
Wapakoneta. This, this is what I salaam
too pronto, coffee nostalgia, this non-
refundable
pulse. And if I eat stake, gastrosplinters make me headmaster? Kick me,
I was
slouched like lilies, pasties drizzled on a Gorgon comma nothing. It was honor-
able the
popsicle I did. I eat rosin deliberately to set the clock. In inertness I am
veggie
sandwich to
go and I can no longer avert my imperial cervix. bitchslap on the one
to this.
bar-b-cue. It is a delimited altoid spoilt on my pelt. mallwork: spoon time.
