androgyne immaculates the cloned
courage you were dreaming of the rapids'
roar and tumble about
oarlings where we dance to shields of
stone places just so
twirled about the junction between fitted and flat
indices to twelve our way through bother to
concede the point repeatedly let go
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
jukka-pekka kervinen & jim leftwich
ounce 18
wedge paddle huddle skid posit
chosen rosin aside sick cyclic
garlic socks inside resin frozen
drone rodent ode route outfit
fitful title mostly nachos across
Monday, September 24, 2007
happiness in the amount of
juried snowlight
in the street light
spotted owl light
pink wick light
arrondissement light
preternatural incendiary midnight
yelp light
chapped lip light
slender pencil light
drawled speech light
signature light
sentence light
whole container light
in the street light
spotted owl light
pink wick light
arrondissement light
preternatural incendiary midnight
yelp light
chapped lip light
slender pencil light
drawled speech light
signature light
sentence light
whole container light
Sunday, September 23, 2007
jukka-pekka kervinen & jim leftwich
ounce 17
subtle debt ebb buster stall
stutters dust tub slept bubble
hubris shrub throe crow willow
hollow roust toes shrink debris
debit bid hidden peddle ledge
Thursday, September 20, 2007
jukka-pekka kervinen & jim leftwich
ounce 16
wrecks rites limn ribbon cobble
nabob abut uterus former disarm
swarming forms utter buttered blob
globe sob bottle cot note
coats knot beetle sub lube
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
a sentence usually is often about someone else
he is risen
he wears light on his face
my face is his
he is the moonlight
he faces my face
I am moonlit
he is mind
the night exclaims
whose bed is he
tonight am sleepin in a risen
his face is soft
his face is angles
when am I an angel
he faces my face
sun already seting he is risen
often is my face a sentence
usually his light
he wears light on his face
my face is his
he is the moonlight
he faces my face
I am moonlit
he is mind
the night exclaims
whose bed is he
tonight am sleepin in a risen
his face is soft
his face is angles
when am I an angel
he faces my face
sun already seting he is risen
often is my face a sentence
usually his light
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