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Tag: collage
Ooze
Rift over blast very seems choose squeeze bill ancient blame order eaten smart birds close ire beneath quarters weed banking offal open angel words leaving arrangement leaking oak spree ordinance leaked swatch wiz laud ooze
Eel
Walking away from oceans of taxicabs, that is my gift. Quickly, you swim under the igloo and tell a ghost story to the elders. Such a boon, a curse for a second, a barrel of mustard on your foot. The slipper surfs up. Weeding warps my lips. Raucous round eel excavation triumphs.
Fill
Evening blast tattered sprinkler cubes when lit bounce realm wheeze hut knitting center bye change culture in happy queen see just plank yourself winter like thus fear about nearby punted and youngsters hope delivery time isn’t goosebumps then until Wednesday order fill frame feel sappy right naysayers lame weed it
Gnarl
What mouth spring light maybe unless weed golf meandering Trollope cool manger wide real beneath house crazy wooden township endearing maneuvered weird cruise kneel apothecary negligence quietude sleeping not wheels pontoon bloated stevia bottom gnarl
Corn
No, not now. I have buzzards to feed. I have a car to wash. I’m not sure where I left my wallet. Where did you go? Where am I? I like lasagna. Meatloaf is tasty. Won’t you stay a while? Let’s keep it together. Ripe. Loud sounds in my ears. Teeth swinging on the porch. I have ten thousand ears of corn to plant.
Wrinkle
Rhino keepsake schedule rearranged open dead swing batter batter swing batter! Cleave trench Mary beef walking moose tan wrinkle only barbiturate kingdom relief vending marine happy go truck hollow vamp leased lamp lost castaway meal port wimp realm sap
Stoop
Give swill mere wacko end time William if Mirkwood veins below very stupid polar bears nifty rude swamp things bonded real funnel skeet vanilla guacamole soothe veal squall up cracks Vic wham steep knowing Minerva stoop
Let’s Run
Christmas is an echo in the scream of all tangents totally forgotten. Easter is a pulsing leftover ham hock in a pot waiting for the soup. Grain seethes up in a steaming geyser. What is keeping the pastor’s billy goat? Let’s run smoothies under capsized arrangements.
Gift
Clout meth murky tendril weave sloppy wrangle tooth possibility found closed meat with watch jingle slip woozy column sent bleed wallop sink nothing womb anthem word silver read walk plum tallow reach cord swim sickle wound evening sack wall inner tube gift
