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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Follow the Language




It's me, your canvas.
Follow the language of the Self,
although all around you,
an open shimmer, is glorious, clever and straight.

Companions like calm men.
Understand, and delve in a surreal subject.

I am the original Girl, a grand balance.
Grant her, as it is fashion to make a bold opinion.
Come give me a big luscious daze.

Destroy my white part,
have her more blind, appear like she's nude
No style here, observe her before she's psychedelic.

Free dead music,
Scratch a dirty hot influence,
Always slather that blue.

Brother get electric about this Sister.
This Sister was Gal envy!

Fine, if Mom ate out,
Investigate peace, you walk some, eat,
A bare icon, the effect is a less obtuse diagnosis.
Water, then time.
A tinge aggressive, I am troubled, your space, how empty.

Base differences block up
a mellifluous song through raw touch,
Understand that, and create.

Never break pride,
or damage to mount, or stop, or have resentment.
We deserve the effect of a past sex angel,
who could not investigate death.
Use above your studio,
the crass solution, Husband!

A symbol married this thought partner,
Progress, Laugh!
Impulse is their will!
A sober missive.
Good you take him to bed..

Empower then delight
Faithfully capture every crazy hymn.
Partly green, cooking is better,
A laughing fool would story our black star.


with N____ N____ 5/31/2006, 68, 69, 70

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