Byran, sage of the Jingle Jungle

Perception : Mission Build together clay and particles of fine candy Touch together fingers to the day that elongations of the skull become handy Death and cremation : Growing between sidewalk cracks, flowers.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

bpoink ..^&

Noodler, wrap... tenfoldcap

bisque and plastic
mud and tart
polled and plundered
wranglous gnart

Eleven-thirty
Jesus Phish
Mainly Calling
Tonal Wish

best to blesséd
overdose
formulaic... empassioned...

toast]]..]

Liason
toadstool
betweener
vial
twenty
mind-thark

weaving wistful eyelash soup
nevermore and kindly
millstone and kindly-whelk

millstone whelk kindly and simply
simply put to death
eaer-eye-face-horn-machine
lively anectode
breathing plugged up and fussy

Nordic wombat
green disease
lyposuction, lefse, breeze

porridge portage
pouring poke
sliding sliver
silver soke
Lindberg ARRIVAL
Lindberg De-tuning oaf and oak
lake leaf line large lozenge

Yodel and redefine
several to the dime

Tickled and torn
erasure
complacent
hill dweller
road splitter
down to china halfpike
down to pine smell dime
well thought out phrase

to warble on the hindsight of the afternoo nmo rninge vening.
calculated.

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hatstand
rain
millstone beaker-clean
clan clad cloth

med med med med med
house
med liver sanction house
marvel sweetness cheese lippage
horvald wiseness
brain disease
wheelr tack yard beer vein lastage
thought penis telephone makeshift ullay took manage tone I torvald yet popleff unlook Okawert Teneure

theme
varience
totalitarian
vice
clan
spend
rice
horrible

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twelve rings bleak forked beard
bite summon crease believe
boil tense light relieve

The Wildest Dreams of Human Beings
tack tack tack tack tack tack tack
tea room
benign

2 Comments:

Blogger frank said...

Wonderful.

Did you hear the one about the mole with schizophrenia?

No, neither did I.

I was hoping you had.

8:51 PM  
Blogger Simon Piler said...

I used to have a friend who was a mole. His name was Noel the Mole and he was very small and I kept him in my pocket for luck.

REST IN PEACE, NOEL!

4:37 PM  

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