Folds, skin cities, balance on the edge of a balloon.

Flaps that collect on the visceral bulge of a woman gather in a textural embrace. Spread like a flat palm, opened and covered in a molasses plaster (plastered in molasses), it carries the weight of closure as it attempts to curl the top and bottom of each of its joints.

thumb: calls out to the mother of God and asks for a serving spoon (to swallow sugared lacquer). rolls through numberless pitches of movement trying to decide on a juxtaposition a) acute b) obtuse c) straight but forfeits all for the supplement and pierces sweet mud with a bent household utensil (with bent flatware) (cutlery)

index: jabs its tip in a bow towards a flat of nostrils. a diligence of drops and their conjugates release baskets of cinderblocks to impede on the standing (erect) righteousness. now caught in a spill of misfortune, what to do with the mild sensation of being caught, in a pool of salty concrete and viscid sugar (jelly). quest-ceque on va faire? onrestedansquelquedegre et on mange des boules.

middle:

lash! do not rest. lash! do not rest.

surpass swing-set tension of a pushing parent (father), a weeping offspring and a (mutilated) tinge of remorse. each time the child disbands, the responsible provider forgets their body and recalls how he can not share his bones. again, the child disbands from a father's connecting joints but this time thins his figure into a length of yarn and pretends to reach misshaped water buckets. and even with a division of bones, the father's grip too folded into fiber; two extensions of a perpendicular language stretched into adjacency

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ring: i will recede, evaporate, in my step. i will renounce the use of my tendons as a gift to those who suffer from impeachment. i am to insert my complaints in between the lumber and tin that reminded father-child of a vertebrae's decree. "any further objections to the dissolution of shirted sweet with curdled minerals will drop down to become further speculated stem support." and with this heard, digested, understood, i continue with my grumble without committing to an angle. i am dragged into the gather.

pinky: a long boulevard of nuance: is congested by pounds of disagreeing vertices. so dirty up the blacktop with handfuls of machines and let the synchronicity begin. the formation of filth asks that each individual bicycle follow one pumped up, black boxcar. in the case of this nine lane boulevard, protection asks that every couple maintains a four yard length from all other surrounding partners. (car will be sure to hit bicycle not other car). the pattern of duo's along the straightaway is a sequence of squares. (rules of ) - the filth of the road prohibits all vehicles with rubber stains to bend forward, all bicycles being driven by bloody mouths to dismount and to allow the automobiles to reverse into each cycle until their rear bumper has smashed all the way up to the tip of the seat and has securely shattered all ridges of the bloody mouthed pelvis'. the car's gesture backwards must take place in sync with the rest as to only have one moment of immense disruption. in the midst of such catastrophic pleasure, there is an eruption of broken skin at the foundation of each pelvic line. the crashed pelvis subsumes a corrupted lot of body, imploded, deflated and jammed with the plastics of two machines. all of the punctured figures remain upright with breath and stare while the seat and bumper jostle their hips in seduction rearing never to evacuate the stomach cavity. at the moment of rupture, a stillness inflates the lungs of the displaced individuals. metal movement pauses on the BLVD to let one set of ten toes spill into the crosswalk. could it be a) a man? b) a child? c) an ignorant animal?

no, not a. no, not b. no, not c.

it was a pregnant woman covered in greenery at the edge of the boulevard who witnessed and studied the staged-filth. she stammered into the middle of the painted white lines and looked out onto enigma of destroyed machines that resembled a field of oil wells in their staggered and surprised expressions. she came to stand and to observe the vio

Nerve endings collect and guard the forthcoming resistance of each finger. The palm battles each narrative's opposition to return. The hinges separate the mucus as each finger falls back into its clothes. While getting dressed they leave a trail of unopened circles, thorns. A box of wrinkles forms as the individual's curl into one another -- a fu