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‘tho its knot backward note one

@net butterflies

 

well-known.let’s-go

zoomin…@mor’apt’rd

spectrums db

 

no-breadth@timeso

unaware their-our ghost seas

&less urgency

how so the moss grows

on the shelter of flint rock’d

in an avalanche

of missive starlight

evermore within sunrise

a wide mist knowing

wherever the wind

lift an echo to a song

on & on & on

I must be going

The posts are broken

the knot-eyed wood petrified

the wire serpentine

coil-high on a boot

but she’ll go around barefoot

nine maid road to roam

on a desert paint

in the windy escalade

ever more along

never far away

than a tap upon a stone

where the warm spring was

one day dear Lassie

as we pickup & pocket

loose change from the beach

 

you’ll be pekinese

when forbidden a breather

I’ll bicycle pump

 

cinnabar’d errands

fifty-five hours nonetheless

thru doorways more sage

Screenshot of Ol’ Scout

IIb dallies in alley’s

cann’d cats & locust

 

Boomers gripe chill out

grip in mittens should not count

overtime no doubt

 

one o’er two point five

third point turn around pothole

to dub per outline