Sunday, November 25, 2007

novembre

Novembre 11 a fey recalling any day as mother ~ faring her feel . terrier like her sapping spanieled tooth. buckling to her belt York. so shall seize the sun little dainties!

Come now ye slut, crieth Fanny to her Franny ass open peeled transmission . Missonary zeal to her D.H. Lawrence translation. Not a knicker too late in style.

Friday, November 16, 2007

at that gleam







at that ten. tine of wolf. bark of its wolf. not fared to the wold. of wood . and go. and how many then. how many. then. its assiduous baker'll know the wound. shape of her ass. roun the moon. roun the coon. coffee hoyden room. not saleable the linking barker of tune.zzzzzz. seize her teeth. auralo out to here. out there you mean? yes.he mean. she wink the walk in marche Jean-Talon. aurelo mouth out to tongue. the weeping avenue. of belvedere and other mocker . not the second theologian. but a casket of theologians and Christoper Columbus's


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                           Mona: is this a meaningful document what is the sense of its desperate cry ? its 

  Mona is not shaking her head wondering at censorship the difference between repression the forgetting that knows not its own game . A gamin to see its scene .

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Friday, November 02, 2007

Sack of gold

Plough and many her Mona furrows far page ending any glass of water
with tea for tea and the dead blank blank. Balking at the ship,
she's harnessed her poors for whore. Gawky legs and cheese,
her claps sense made darnings for wool, not fooling and pullin' wool whenever her beckons go she passes its tray inside the nozzle the nipple he sucked.
Charged like any foreign sally hes contra
ry to her heart's penting alarm. Bothered by ___