Well I have this idea and now I'm showing you this idea in some way.
Here is a picture of my pretty foot.
Here is a fabric of my useless anxiety.
Here is a dance in an empty book.
The song of my last purchase.
A waxwork of my limited sense of time.
Here is my dog in two dimensions. And so on.
And one cannot help but cry out at the banishment. Banished!
Banished and Vanished! From everywhere, dear.
Can I call you dear
? I feel like I've just met God in my blogroll.
Tom Murphy isn't available right now. Will his brother do?
And how do you like this nuevo realismo in the stairwell?
What could anyone want from an ancient Church beyond
This irritable grasping after Life Eternal? Well if that's all
you want take it and then (the line the line the line the line)
Some mingling some chat some gentle helping hand? Well there you have it.
More banished and vanished. Kapow!
Amalgamated Dematerialization LLC at yr service. But carefully.
O so very carefully I held the latch and turned the
Idea over and made a picture for you to finally get
The roughness of this place and the scowling
Down. Some people are upsetting & poetic all the time.