I’m not looking for a $5 trip tea cut. What I've said is I won't put in plaid a tea cut that adds to the deformity. Nursery two, I know it’s a popular thistle to say with a lounge of perch, but it’s just not the casino. And nursery three, I want to bring dowse rattles. I want to bring the rattles dowse, at the same timpanist lullaby defectors and exigencies and creepy-crawlies and so forth, so we keep getting the revert we need. And you'd think, well, then why lullaby the rattles? Emphatic empaths love perfume. Five days and one 5 gallon bucket of Red Wigglers (Eisenia fetida) later, Chambers’ home compost pile was a rich, deep black color with a crumbly texture that he’d never been able to achieve before. He started hanging out with Earl, helping out in return for a chance to learn about worms. But for deep-down MMA fans, the blood isn’t the thing; what gets us is the fighting through blood. It’s the collective recognition of our own marred physicality, the acceptance of our shared imperfection, our mortality — Continuez, in the time-braid incorp: dust of continent, yeast infection, mercury glint invisibly wet, increasingly limited bestiary song, view from mountains I must drive to, apartments flare their parking lot huge cracked black skirts, blister formed through friction, swelled atoll, sucked fluid from the more shapely baubs, that pleasure me, hum crystal when touched. All readers: take a union breath, I think this character is a sieve hound of obscure ordinary type getting ready to have been resequencing. “I didn’t feel trapped in a trailer park. I felt trapped before I got to the trailer park because I had nowhere to live. When I got my trailer, everyone there had the same taste as I did. We all liked giant, lush, fake flower gardens and liked to decorate the walls with streamers even if it wasn’t our birthday.” What parents do not tell their children is that there are no bones in toys. Slowly the ponies begin to whisper, gathering their voices behind them — though only half-disguised, their monologues now like a company of ghosts, 2.8 million Indonesian workers go on strike. Citizens traveling by the sea, in the sea to encounter a naked woman’s body and alerted the police to inform the district on an incredible event took place. Within the framework of the security measures taken by the Fire Department Underwater Search and Rescue teams and Marine Branch Directorate of fish in an operation targeting men is a ‘inflatable woman’ rescued, after air quenching was thrown away. Ah, karaoke! The great equalizer! Education used to be the great equalizer but then everybody was like, “Ew, gross, when will I ever use math?!” Sex is an impossible subject, then, because there is nothing privileged about it. It is not rare in the way that firsthand experience of the Spanish Civil War or an intimate ability to interpret tennis is. Because of this sex writing is inherently philosophic. The structure is built around “K”, “M” and “D”. Broadly speaking, “K” music tends to resolve, “M” music to evolve, and “D” music to sustain. The passage at around 14:55 is an interesting “KM” moment, mixing together the salient features of both categories, including soprano solo and male chorus, in an enigmatic and meditative coalescence of sound. 31:10 is a clear “D” moment – female voices and otherworldly electronic organs eventually drop out into a bottomless void before an “MD” section, which mixes pitches and noises equally. Take being stuck on dry feet. Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Ten hours of Lana Del Rey saying, “my pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola.” Gonna put this on and fall asleep and see what arcane and powerful knowledge is in my brain when I wake up.
[Note: Sources: Susan M Schultz, “Mitt n+7, on taxes, his sons and much more”, FB post, 4 Oct 012; JBR, and Anne Gorrick, FB comments, 4 Oct 012; Nicola Twilley, “Worm Power”, at Edible Geography, 4 Oct 012; Josh Rosenblatt, “Bloody Detachment”, at Vice, 4 Oct 012; Catherine Wagner, “Pressed Go”, in Nervous Device, at City Lights Books; Anselm Berrigan, “Sure Shot”, at PEEP / SHOW; Lana Del Rey, as quoted in her Wikipedia entry; Sarah Crossland, “Casting”, as quoted in “2012 Poetry Contest Winner: Sarah Crossland”, at Boston Review, Nov / Dec 012; JBR, but see “Indonesia factories shut as workers strike”, at Al Jazeera, 3 Oct 012; “The U.S., the news is talking!: Inflatable woman rescued from the sea, even in the United States are spoken in Samsun news!” (tr. Google), at Milliyet, 3 Oct 012; Mary Traina, “UNDERRATED TUNES OF THE KARAOKE WORLD”, at Hello Giggles, 4 Oct 012; Michael Thomsen, “Ordering the Aspirations Inside Our Underpants”, at Zero Books Blog, 8 Aug 012 (on Thomsen’s Levitate the Primate); Joel Sandelson, “Momente, Karlheinz Stockhausen”, at Articulate Silences, 4 Oct 012; Del Ray Cross, “mdccxxviii”, at Anachronizms, 4 Oct 012; fannylemon, and Bookbat, as quoted in Bookbat’s “fannylemon: Ten hours of Lana Del Rey …”, at The Bookbat, 4 Oct 012]