wax on the lip of the glass
(cooled, dry)
quite a situation to overcome
it all adds up
in so many questions
then, bisecting the thunder bone
it is a fun weapon
food stolen by animals
"He is truly and actually wild and you have seen it displayed before your very eyes, never question his wildernesses again."
a predilection for
crystalline latitudes
what a declaration, throughout,
when it seems like, at times, hangs on a single strand, showing affection, in the caress of...
at night I wait for her, I wait for her, I wait, for her to come, to come
all together
gathering the harvest (determining the sacrifice(s))
lamp attached to the ceiling
your silhouette in each door
the ear measuring space
naked before the sea, span after span,
Death might just reward your quick puzzling with exclusive benefits.
"everything will continue, intensifying day-by-day
we will have to remain here for a long time, staring at the wall"
a yanqui mother fucker amateur clown do you want the truth or do you want a good story?
(wild) child (full of grace) establishes rapport with raptors, speaks to plants, (breaks free) avoids humans
gradually coming to the conviction of
(...wherefore, in despair, formed for and dedicated to its destruction) returned triumphant, returning from the chase more happy because their victory had been a difficult one, puzzling
Of all life's cataclysms
perplexing questions about ethics,
choppy, inexplicable movies
historical inequities,
didn't happen anymore
1.5% just a skin within
under glassaltogether
sense of depth opening up very near, let there be no more
bridge for nothing (extinct ghosts), no roads or paths or trails leading to or away
from
get the Classic Ghost,
lightweight, milky smoke pouring out the end
pregnant with every kind of embryo,
where the mountains have ended
esprit?
a starling hitting a closed window
enantiomorphic?
strong use of the orbit, and the order of the orbit,
all the way up to time, this is the scale
Space as a prime component "try being slow"
nuance, cyclic, continual (continuation of an idea, a spiral)
large-scale time & space
harmonic patience, fertile
the dogs have found her sniffed her out, in the snow, her secret scent, she with the ultimate plan, defining
when the dogs, they have found her,
"We don't believe in that anymore. What need have we now for a place with that name?"
They have come to fear her she stares through them
from fire circles
running at night
guided by a single strand
she enters, she answers
when the idea is a welcome guest
she enters now, she stares right through me. I trust in her, I have to, I swear to, She answers
she answers
she answers
yes
