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27 Aug 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (7)

commingling (tingling) prayer and your extrusive vehemence, one
dandles goods and services while leaning into saving nest line
qua blue butterfly exotica redeeming clothing
left aswaddle contrary to the victuals expected.

pump that thread into my broom, said she.
record your better dresses forthright into activist sumatra
toward a blind alley somewhere off
to the presumptive right.

whosoever lane shifts shall be mortified under the surf.
unlikely pottery gleams from glaze
as if daylight owned the exquisition of calligraphy
in time for tunable moments teach-free.

the scissors, my young hope wound.
the block lettering.
the sharp duplicity.
the window light.

26 Aug 2005

letter to the editor

Hello my name is crescent and I'm IN HER VIRTUOUS DISSYMMETRY WHITE FJORDS OF IMAGINAL DISSONANCY DIS DIS DIS 'O' EMPLOYABLE AMIS

typing by the crux of imagery the first post is the free post at second class paass the post pour avec rein amis c'est est en dix ans et cinq minuit ET CETERA ET CETERA
white purity enfent terrible exogenosity

somebody would say it's arbitrary. Non plus amour et rien sill//ta reflex limb impinge mechanic motion of closet window sill

our psychotherapeutic essenciality verbose luminance immanent loosing proto-stereotypical notre dam by prior a a avec trior exteriot loosing framework post process consciousness pass biblioteque

skeletal words
Meqanistic meaning pique reform like shelter a beer
photen imagery a head ache on aspirins
a queer moment formaldehyde ripple affects by stennin waters
contraposto repose, communist ripples shoulder def effigy of manxist dissonance

pps refer to courier at applegate road

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Text me asnd we'll pop out for a quick drink after work
computer sits on my desk.

yours

4. y i walble
5. a greek god a shelter from the homeless
6. cost effective practice
- generally it is reassuring than utter
- secondary finances are nether required except by express permission of the managing manager of managers at a middle and senior level. refer to procedures and policies 1.12.23

7. Implementation mus takes by 1 week after notification of intent nor any other can get dun

T.Heady

ulteriority writing and imagery lead to musique

signiture and date commencing/finshing required
before post can be delviered by courier tooth and nail

tres confession I would like to see her underwear by 11 o'clock we were reelly u u c reeling her lilac flesh spilled onto the desk and i touched her fast neck her solid arm we planned a drink for next friday her thighs her twice the size of buttercups impinging zeal we waited until noon "high noon" the quaters daughter fell and spun like distant sun
we wished to write like a matador or an opera performer. Fields are dark blues and skeletal sunshine fall into words like toothy necklaces

she went for a ciggarette sum exemplary vicarious catharsis.she was doomed to equality notions

T.Heady
assistant controller twice betwixt as googa as
her fond make up reminfs me of daisy chains soft rainbows of aurora her lips pout like plums

THE WHOLE WORDS GOTTA BE GOTTA BE BIG TYPEFACE FAT QUICK WORDS U WON'T EGG AF CHIPS YOU GOTTA BE GOOD BE GOOD
STEPPIN' OUT OF NIGHT TO DONNA KEBABS THE FUCK SMELL OF FISH ANDF CHIPS MAGAZINE RACKS AND THE FAST PLETHORA OF WHINES AND ELECTRONIC BABBLIDGE

NE'ER LET IT BE SED. IT'S THE STRIDE OF HUMANS STEPPING IT'S THE REVELATION THAT WE CAN NEVER BE MOVE FROM THE HUMAN CONDITION. ITS THE TRUTH THAT ONE TRUTH IS NO TRUER THAN AN OTHER TRUTH. IT'S LYING UNDER WAVES AND QUELLING THE URGE NOT TO RISE

25 Aug 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (6)

impingerie defrays the cost of privacy.
you demean our subsection when you activate
the daisy spray. why not
cultivate some new mood and forecast.

thus began a wayward mode of relating:
tincture of habitat the size of moon
on rain if coexistence were not frailty.
she mindangered my inductive reach.

look inward fresh lark angel.
it is here we drape our days with
subsumatra light rays. spatulae
give wont to elevation in triune

days, some votive and some street-
smacked. some redeemed and some
acquired. some besieged and some
still gunned down by euphrates

territorial rambunction. it is dizzying
how little two extractivists can have
in common. any day now,
two-by-fours are going to stretch

beyond the treasures nicked hors d'oeuvres
and claim them for a sandwich.
then our recency will look like flame
by way of ash. if memory serves,

and memory does not, you're one foot
from your regiment, and I'm the corpus
cheeze. you're an emblem from
a motivating summer. I'm nothing

more than spring, misplaced
amid the falling leaves, encompassing
a feat of autumn where
it's taught to hurt.

14 Aug 2005

I KNOW YOUR ENJOYING YOUR
BEER
CAR CRASH
GET THE DOG OFF GET THE DOG OFF I'M TRYING TO
GET £7 FOR
THE TRAIN FARE

11 Aug 2005

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GET THE CAT
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9 Aug 2005

Hi Some intriguing collaborative poetry stuff going on at Trace Online Writing Centre. On their experiment space - http://trace.ntu.ac.uk/forums - Hope u join in :) It's free to join Trace.

Cheers!
Crescent

3 Aug 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (5)

craft. distinguishes each
tree from fledgeling tone
anti-
cipating a fresh song.

young inference be-
stows a wing on care
as if treasure in-
herently were reassuring.

vastness overthrows pinched
tidy view. sunlight wedged
between the two sides
of a vise, playing out

the fear so gradually
it is like playing by ear,
only the silence negates
approach. fragments become

the sole hope. low grade
apostasy say some.
sum of parts no more
than sum.

relive the faith relieve
the fat of "i" to "h"
recover from end
ow, meant to be

sugared as it works
not to control, even accept
responsibility. each level
blends into the ones above,

below, the undertow
is chilling and persuasive.
listen to nothing while you overlap
with your environment.

to sing is to participate
in what's already there.
the confraternity of distances
induces fluctuation. all the time

we occupy this space,
locate a pace for drawing
mood and mood, the qualmed
estate of ratcheting a single-

mooded inference. this is
unyielding, this relaxes
tendency from trinity,
the yoke parading as unceasing love.

1 Aug 2005

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (4)

one three-day morning in Ohio,
still too young to be held
together, I desired that moment
be my eternity.

only years after,
did the blesing come,
reducing my mistakes in love
to powder.

I held a conversation with myself
before being informed that nothing
of that spate of days
existed, nothing had occurred,

I would be picked up at an airport
a legacy to fill in the gap with
a default of home,
and I would wander, perfectly

unwanted and apart from
any body, linger in the hope
that made no sense,
that something would adjust

what seemed to be my fate,
if as unreal as the man-made
lake outside the home
that I was in those nonexistent days,

alone with someone whom I cannot even
picture anymore, because
this beauty that informs
my present tense is dazzling,

shimmers from the glass
protecting and revealing me,
if anyone could care
the way I always care,

as I continue registering
for a class to teach me
to grow fluent in conversational
amnesia.