Wednesday 22 December 2010

In a document of perception lies the inertia of the cause, the following, of some coagula pause, the scene is set somewhat awry,, it seems as if some meaning, has followed the simplicity, the conundrum, the beating flame of the waste, the gorging ruse, extinguishes thee rare, it comes with a nose, it comes with a chin, it means to be something, to be some kinder form the negligent form, the subscribed juncture, that splits the crane, the crab that Yolanda,

It hints at the instant that it hits, the thing is that it becomes facile, it becomes like plastic, it stretches at the inevitability of it being squashed,
It lances from the bales and the scales are set in sand, her astute is something, and another thing, that is the usurped,
Across the currents that run aw the ways forward, and some of the way back,
IF it is some harbinger, some counterfeit discipline, to dream is too sleep.
A light beam across someone face
All the way from outer Space,
Truculent, she has some guilt, because she ate the kitchen sink,
And is some emotion ever worth over-emphasising,
The Dark days have come, the dark days are here.

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Despair and doom is an esplanade upon a pier, and the freezing wind,
I see this in my mind’s eye; I see the freezing see, and the same grey clouds,
A troll burrows in the sands, chewing oysters with its bucked teeth,
Seven seagulls circle overhead, they never land, not for all the time I have been here,
Conjuring a storm or at least a stiff breeze, to make you feel clear,
Some document perhaps to give this more significance, proficiency,
This is perhaps a less dignified potency than the pure poison you seek,
I, I, this is certainly the most main vindication of what is required

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