this'll be yer brain Mona. stampin' over the plane. quelle plane, well that planular one of finger . doubled by air and eclipsed moon. Mona's ass gigled to the sun, knowing she was dying. in her starting.

O Jill ! take my hanky! you're teary-eyed~



Cld. it becomings idiot theory gets longer bold. and narrative dies off knowing it s heart felt scraper? or is it closer to sickness?


Knew an

Jill new nothing better than it was.what was the alibi of intense. as she wished to wanting, becaring her back to back See~ .


Jill k n e w

Jill knew that all regalia was
fortuitous unlike the blank on the bus she was passing the street its stree t passed back in its titled back range
brogue of her tawny tongue.

Tititllated by gyspies and mothers.
Climbed the bag of celerity her collection
fathered womb after womb a parade more nebulous than love itself. Giddy_up goo its the melt down of benevolence her richer provenance cared among elders.