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Tropical Upload Bacteria Not Poetry, 4 by Eric CurKendall

Tropical Upload Bacteria Not Poetry, 4 by Eric CurKendall

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DADA 2009 TROPICAL UPLOAD BACTERIA 4 BY ERIC CURKENDALL Escarole Jargonizer Escarole Jargonizer, drunking the protegee isn

't moccasin with the boys no more. Peep! For foot repainted you in the ass in situp languages of the perplexed, rolling, nasty facial noise. Cometary swathers lateral instant of I, nonfictional psilocybin object of the nutgrasses who turnhalls elvishly at the edge of the khlong. its fluidity is a him, jumps himself in the sandblasted east man epics. I am not yet vegetable! The Pompom Mountains. peacetime the pot. the machine. A side. cavernous dressings from my voyeur excavations for you. the last local algaed twice told the man can't clammy on toileted Swedenborg? the intensely scarce answer: In there he can! And to the vested hitches! Upward, and retrace them! then against it is all up in cheddars, sir! Listen, don't listen mister: "To Lister, with Repaginatings," sound and frankinsense cleated the dump up. loathsome wrack. a lonely oblong. the shoulders resty pesty. upon some of the stodge unmuzzling voice fiction

valvelet hamburger. the ancient mayor who gasifies my doodles. how badly I transpose. oh whoa whoa. O Umbellated one. and emulator man lives once vulgarizer trouncer now doing situps in dowdy soubrette clubs trying to reconfigure the robust summerhouse drunk an inward gulp at laundering cardsharps I cry out! for a more coherenter tobacco buck-oh.whoawhoawhoa! . the umpteenth I departing (Indiana) argled to haggle at the rumoring gusset. of the sashay in the desert for a 100 nights that the I this.. an anti-revolutionary. a ravenous waggle at mammotomy. fixuped freighted plastrons with the mind all blown up is knowing in a solid trail.. wiff preengaged bucktoof I celebrate as of late the usual the random again. On a 1908 airscrew schnozzle. cellars of linnets singing. refilter salute. "Unremembered.American as the night juked patchier twixt the raving remitters. muddy dressed.. severe (Quincy). fizz against jostles. Non-Intellectual Silence Snail maudit. admix't dynamoscope serene A calls the Bee side The Phoenix. quietuses adhesives scowl onwards through until the day the amnesiac forgave the errors of the town. like my Suspended Schneealps the secret names of both of my fake overmagnification boobs. I am still savagely and needlessly of substance." I forget who did that one weeping for hag.

in Kilorad we despise Itaewon. and yeah. I am glottal diphtheric song. I have grown my extreme distance tweezers on a Podkamenaian voyage to get there bent like a valvelet telegram like whiskied ear like muscles in on chirruped judgement of my rosemarried jabberer my mental effects boxes metricate a spitting toccata my personnel passel stovepipes to Ejacula via one spindly avenue. you colonialist parachutists over Khazakistan what you want? you want fucky fucky? Rattletrap . My restricted fluency in Sioux velures diagraphs in the general direction of certain corps fucking us and the walls on the hutches turnhall so as to carjack your earmuffin sedan. I am some kind of slick of extroversive 6 days a week mohair chortle with some seriot diastoles. ears amnesiac. I don't do poetry. I'm seriot. I'm all about duh life-style at duh Schmoe too a bar for brush cut flood pants wearing Newfie jig flubberers with grammar patches and doing hamboogies on abandoned platforms and calling themselves the Spiders. but Did You Say Your Dog's Name Is Fucksy? at the throttle of some indecipherable form I.Pardon Me. and you're paid well so you can do that in public. OK. so hey listen/don't listen. A noted binge? no I don't think so. nationwide and drunk cried you retranslate that that the hooker I am resubscribes down into the employee you were. its ocarina toots in cafes like a sandburr for which A. I am Seoul humanoid.

of the somehow handcuffed to what I'd ask preestablishing circles of tuneful encirclement!" iguanian.U. can you enplaning? . the exorbitant boob of market flounder sating their poof shake. "Abduction! O. I become parachutist doll matter biffing the fantod. reprised. weird hotel. Bullneck't quizzicality passes busy subdebutantes who. the wang brush of the naked blackberry craft. cried the suddenly underpaid housebreaker into 1902 has caused me to use software. the hoisting that cinched the nibs o' men. pious compere.S. aboard bamboo. when clad they are pimps of the hamburger. that nutpick in their cars backspacing thermoses. unbar on comfortless monuments singing. its brighter alephs zings on a mesh o' pentadactyls adjourning to hovering be around.

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