but This was not the Hope we'de bet our Best upon. That's long, Long
Gone, and al for it's to queer an quibble in a dusty place-goodbye.
(to utilize this linear ht'mling
a multilateralist destruction thereof)
brawni: snap to a nunversitile vag.
Hey, babie. what's this, so.
colour yourself in. Snap to't.
Rushing around. etc etc.
the cheif thing is, & wrenning.
*off it, off an a silking nhay, mhraw? jilky seesus, ma-nont!
|& each collage especially exists in it. with wholity, the world of women, bounded & unbounded by the edge of the page, (thoughts that shallow never outlast the sentence) & regurgitated other many's works, i am getting to know voidless. i want just to have a novel little place i think. to theorize and apply. "just" pah! i want the moreness, and to spell other objects that that namely sole. but trembling i'll concede it. replace replace replace & place. what is that vocabulestiary so affects the course of your love? & each letter represents a mood of galaxies like to her endless waist.|