Friday, July 29, 2005

if i rig a frigidity tide

simple ail recoils
over (aero)space
instant aol person-
ification, (aura) recruited
()---------------------- garlic takes flight
in the hacker's impressionless origin
while nimble umbilici strike with a rigid Bell South, but in theory?
  • and there grow flies in our mouths
  • and an answer splits eggs
  • and our domo offs suits

with one card "missing in lactation,

Meine Geliebte (sagt,

Lass uns kommen", sunk omen, by your lisped little) pigs.

- inferiornaut


Blogger Seth

Who took the food from the cavern?
Fourteen pelts that got shattered against the mountains.

11:19 PM  

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