Sunday, July 27, 2008

Someone Else

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derby dawn. and a wrist ahead of orbital elders. sort of squelching every time the chips go down. have you ever put your hands in someone else's shoes? not soothing. sort of spacey. reapply as necessary. the chance keeps chanting.

i have been to no mountain top except to deliver a quaint message to one known as kerby. seems his hip gone missing. and someone's going to pay, allright. 7/8ths of his spirit still consumed by this all encompassing viewpoint, he conceded.

and that is how i became the next vicar of solitude. basking in thin air. breathing shallow comments and arrested ideals. who's next in line? i ask into vastness. well, for one, this rock is too comfortable. needs more electricity. competition at the basket case. shopping for a future. with white suits and wingtipped waitresses, lunch was average. i stole a napkinal glimpse of why. it flushed as i passed.

2 for flinching

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