Thursday, January 21, 2016

The tapes upon his death a monorail in natural settings
the remarkable body lies on the ground waiting among the rivers, castles, and mountains
vast gas fields, open pits from which the sleek pants-boots were worn classic
stained glass distances in space and time pushing the vine down with background pieces
songs of local beauties beloved, fiery horses are reared to savor each sex as the fish mature
and the ground cover burned with sharp contrasts between the columns
crashing of monkeys by the closely woven colored flowers roots of lianas overhanging petals
smaller climbers spend their lives stranglers grow from seeds lodged in the bush ropes,
epiphytic orchids from an auto in a public park to religious pornography.

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