thought grooves are happy. insurance agent against phenomena
goes like leavened bread outputs breakfast cereal with his sunset.
upsurge. an in-house profiling disseminates the hatred / lust something
or other, calculated addresses increment to groups of LED flip plugs.
into antennas: the primal scene the case-based likening of stupidity.
staged a kinetic movement drama; set-design by mork. media ignores
content phased by a seamless elipse, brokered off-shore, pissweak.
one text to another seeds laughter, motorised sensuality affords us this
saturation-point, expect not to know what to expect. foggy girls in glasses.
water on the face illumines your t-shirt, spikes across the jogging shoes
swerve to spare life-formulaic. a screened descent to push out the utter
visuals once made for looking, feeling & hot for heat – as trapped in
epic studio space with a packet of minties as the whole jazz age
wishes it could be. me. the cat at the door. staff observing
window content over a gilt shoulder. energy drink.