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AUSTIN ISLAM COLE ELDRIDGE ERIC PREWITT MICHAEL OBRIEN MOON TEMPLE PENNY GORING SEZ A
30000 ft Austin Islam what if your last breath was taken at takeoff and your body sat in an economy class seat for 8 hours on a flight to beijing just cooling off from body temperature at 30000 feet above sea level
Cole Eldridge i have dreams in my cats coat of fur i am a bug there playing my cats always looking away from me or sleeping im always looking toward him and dreaming
Luvz you z Eric Prewitt I love you all so muxmuch and wNw let ya all know dat I amma movim to ye old chicago Nand wNw mK sweet luvs tp all yalls
3 Poems Michael OBrien how to fall i could never learn to fall properly i always ended up smashing my face & busting my teeth i could never learn to hold my cigarette in my mouth like waylon jennings i could never drink beer & not end up hysterical & terrified by the end of the evening i could never hide my self awareness & the soft primroses that bloom from my skull
in real life im learning to live without you in real life im learning to live without myself nothing is less than infinity _______________ because the classical radio station was so quiet I mistook a piece of music for the inspector gadget theme i turned the radio up to make sure i was hearing it correctly upon realising it wasnt the inspector gadget theme i obnoxiously started imitating the theme out loud & off key na na na nah nah n nah na nah nuh nuh na nana nana nah nah
_______________ Around 30 chimneys were injured on Tuesday after a fete collided with a piglet on the Nostril Seam isthmus, the cobblestone said. Eleven of the chimneys were taken to hotelier on a neighbouring isthmus but none was thriller to have serious inmates, a cobblestone spook said. The cavern of the accord was unclear. According to inkling inductions, the fete failed to brasserie & rammed the piglet at full spending. The accord sparked a reservoir opportunist including an arse helping & an emollient crusader.
hehe Moon Temple it is evening at the end of summer the sun is crushing my head it is ok, everything is ok, i feel mostly ok the air is drying out my tongue, i want to touch you i want to touch my dry tongue to your soft face i want to experience the beginning of decay with you lets flee from here, like rabbits, lets be like rabbits somewhere where the sun is just beginning
THESE ARE THE HANDS eager operators THESE ARE THE FINGERS nifty snot collectors
Necrothing
fleeces me in the alley that runs parallel with now Necrothing knows why you should slum it with me paw my hairy pouch bristle against the mouth that tries to say no
I like it or not
pulls a scarf tightly across my face pulls a scarf tightly across the face of the earth is it a bird? is it a plane? NO! Its SUPER POWERED NECROROCOCO NEUROTHINGY JIG
THING
Necrothing is a thing that pouts its a Pouterthing Necrothing goes POW! Necrothing says Er ... Necrothing walks my plank never sure what turns it on or off wears a thunder suit zipped up to its chin POW! the prisoners of Necrothings war Er ... the sound of doubt
power things
wave power puffs in their power rooms straining their ears for the next Necronothing
command
Necrothing
leadeth me to
the trick is to give Necrothing your allegiance or get something over, on, or up its thing if I saw Necrothings chink
Necrothing loves me Im sure sure Why else would hard edges welcome? Why else would blocked hole flood? Why else would no pleasure thrill?
Necroboat
motor chugging power driver choppy waters power surge dull flippers power cut Necrothings high power proximity made each shift a shocker
necroperson
or thing
powerless powerlessly
powerlessness
Less Ness Abbey I left Angela in the ruins trapped inside a circle of boys on bikes I ran back to her house on rubber legs down dusty summer holiday pavements
Angelas dad found out I missed being friends with Angela stripped off dancing in the bathroom we compared our budding nips she was black, I was white we enjoyed the demarcation
never found out what the boys did with Angela never even asked
necrothingy
in the capacious
Necrohours
(they are hard to fill) I am rubbing shoulders with Necrothing Ill do any thing Necrothing has no regrets I ask you why should I?
Necrothing knows more about places that dont exist than places that do (I want the impossible) Necrothing tells lies: (I like it) darlin, you wont die
POW! ER!
Necrothing is an empty glove
Necrothing houses me I fill Necrothings fingers we wriggle with the power and the glory for ever and ever AH! man ...
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