a crumpet smell wafting the gulch of then, so saliently. believe this:

this as I snap the wet tea towel for a mark out of twenty.

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ever vacuuming up ‘now’ with the other fridge magnets &

reading prosperity into the arc: nozzle, carpet, stainless steel.

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you see the triangle. I’ve prepared much more & earlier though.

here’s stardust viewed through the lens of failed projects. poignant no?

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smoked paprika crusts the stove. I write a factional poem &

talk less politics, a mark of respect, one waived later,

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every instance a broken tooth on the field. but okay,

with smoke breath Julia Gillard rolls the grass before the game.

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