tell us a little about perpetually fresh scars seething flesh pounders that lowly hiss wince-fully relentless but it might have been worth it to simmer there a while commingle exorcising simile behavior balancer “oh yes that is true” a leaf shuffle rumble crick commuting volumes abrupt sighs I'd prefer it tucked away tight like but still it's a fool's solace to be ever disconcerted by an opportunist's derision so what is it to seek or is it more sane to keel over perhaps better than to flounder or keep insisting on the principle but then no that can't be it or if so despite flailing deliberations I will tell you this much at the very least with likewise overused trains of thought
some time at the end of 2010
(Originally posted on Saturday, May 07, 2011.)