Thursday, March 11, 2010

Cuss

Cuss and curse! you old hag! stay away from my injuries.. over the motor and ovoid mountain  ... creeping vines river of... yes, cutback page saw goat tooth..   . Now Mona has knee buckles bracing her back... to the regressive state .. no... acanthus and player holds her 'up' she's down and out in Paris and Dublin too forgetting London the imperial on the way....



 She said to go on  ... Stop. Musty ending here Endymion... here. Rigging off limits ... of that gut and think of them men thousand after thousand.... the hot rivers  of. and  then she was close to premier becomings but lost between her Descartian eye and speech thus the dictaphone...a  kind of primeval unconscious recoding device.. her voice is intexted by the rivers of the south of France.. in the mercy seat they were not too kind...

and the tall whores goes away not remebring a kind word you said...