Monday, April 04, 2011

spectroscopic vortex. eyes on america. the unknown woman.

having an unpleasant talk with you this evening. the moon sinks.

statements on a theme of poverty and responsibility.

natreous participation. that was an infernal Fury shifting in her sleep.

fighting other countries for fun and profit. that seated queen.

seeking love in the springtime. three dancers with the guts to try.

american traitor. household word for destiny. the house of thieves.

battlements, someone up there waving a flag with the color of good news.

one cut and the enemy falls. nine more blows, and the empire falls.

someone cropping up with the plague and banished into the forest.

we are in our cups, indigent and sinking fast. everyone’s here at the party.

margrave, his mouth filled with glitter words. pontiff jumping off next.

sell me your deserving calumnies, I have the gold. a kiss of good fun.

she was all gray but the moon rose. he was in flowers but misfortune.

the house collapsed. playing a bad hand across the table.

where was the recluse monk when we were looking for him.

no time for a visit. get on your horse before the worse weather comes.

everyone sees. we don’t have daylight to guide us. specious fears.

I have what you’re looking for. bearing in mind that you wake up more now.

mashiach comes but once a year. he carries the eternal Om on his brow.

marked with the sign of unexpected windfall. her Amazonian beauty.

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