remove the curve
beware the secret garden
smoke the curve
beneath the wharf
on Stair Way
there are no less than 18 extinct oceans.
oceans. that were there for millions of years.
and you don’t even know their names.
it is possible to be hugely popular and still
a failure, and to be completely obscure, yet
a huge success. we know nothing but meaning.
the land was nothing but slats. winter creates
panes of glass that shatter on the rivers and
who’s to say we did not learn of windows this way
the measures that matter are private, unwritten
so even if you died alone with drugs in your blood
once you were the king of booze and strippers
50 million years and you would have said, This will
last forever! and you would be totally justifed
but now the oceans have closed, and crops grow there
how many lovers kissed, looking at the shining waters
of extinct seas and hoped, they will remember us,
long into the future? oh, exotic apes, we do, we do
Corn Queen of the carnival
took me by the culvert
down the old country graveyard
we made it on an old lady’s grave
woke up to the sound of the Green Train
apple tree in the old morning dew
they say the Lanternman roams these hills
but then again he roams all hills
we were tended a forward containment bell in the mercury yard.
they launched a foreign counter-conclusion to the hive mind.
the devil never had a nameyard.
when the antique setting sun golds
the hills like a setting out of carnal
history, when the dust rises over griffith
park and you just about get into a fistfight
with bernard, when they swallow college whole
and spit you into the working force, and lose
your atmosphere like some piss-poor dwarf planet,
then easy and abundant cocaine comes to your
rescue ask genesis they will tell you
hull city of this is not have been a good day for you are you doing today and tomorrow night at the moment but they were going to be able too much better than the same thing to do it was a good thing to be done by the way you are a good investment for the same thing to do it was a good idea too much to be a good day at work out of the same thing to do it was a bit of this is not have been a good day at work out of the future of the future is not a good day at work and I don’t know what you are doing this is to be expected to be a good day at work and your family guy who is this is a good day at work and then it’s not
really are they can see how it is this not a bit and I have the one that was just thinking I have no doubt about the future and I have an extra money in my mind that I have the light and dark chocolate is a great time in my mind that I have the money and then why did not really know how does this relate
The last time the one of my favorite flag replaying and then it is not have a bit more time with your own project management system is this not only thing that you can be done to the one I am going out to do that a lot more time with your family are not have to the light and your own project is completed by a bit more time with your family are not have a lot more than say the least bit surprised if he know what I don’t want me with a bit more about it is the one that was not have a great time for me with the one that a bit more about it
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the trick is slack
wandering in love and school
today’s slack is old love school
objects on the brink
dan and diane dancing
reptilian assassins of the cretaceous
how many lovers killed staring at exotic apes those old lambent golden gases of the skies extinct vistas killed screaming all those old assassins, mystery assassins, reptilian assassins.
the dinosaurs formed bands of reptilian assassins, determined to keep mammals from gaining control over the earth. they wore heated suits to protect them in the theremin snows and ice ages. the truckled through the cradged snow in search of the winter lairs of warmbloods. but then: love. the starcrossed fled on a dangerous and labrynthine odyssey through the many dangers of the old planet.
the land shaketh itself. oh you girls of the fourth water. the slats of the carefully blind. the misstriated plane.
in we search of theremin snows
and exotic apes old lambent snows
ibn vales of the blind nystic dot a caesura
a slide of fourth water seas trudged at a
and gemini we need wild old snows even the
reptoassassins found themselves smiling
as the giant sphere fell from the sky
fiery sperm from plasma space
it hit what is now yucatan but then was not
and erased all trace of their assassins guild
when all trace was gold
the skretch of the human spane
to improve our dog in college, an avenue in the shape of a destruction
never mind the crying, in the moon o’nights
yet hold onto adventures of other design
disaster from a plane
from the planet that everyone built
a smile flying like a kite
a smile impenetrable as a cow
oh, that broken cliff of reincarnation
raiders on the cliff to transmigration
they charted the shape of the universe
and it was in the shape of a smile