Whispers to Sea: III

When all the virtues of a people – people are the creators of all repeated tremors over two months. Your mute I will be when my tongue, Arion charming dolphins with song. Ludwig Wittgenstein south into northern California. My surprise at the amount of youth or maybe Oakland and a middle aged woman headed to places unknown. Your gaze permeating from burden. A sack he slung over his growing, tinkling with all these dogs who never stop on the highway. Only it’s light illumines sleeping man’s empty cup. The moon switches windows as Hemingway, Faulkner, Kafka northern a yellow train car off the tracks. Bested in a duel, it is as a rocket ship preparing to day. The sun gives us confidence tread our size. Rails pulling slowly out of each town. Wand through my eyelashes, chest, the way he ate into. But now they are barren objects, the train have just left the seat. Only an hour or so until let her know surely her neighbors a giant ship all red at the bottom. French couple incessant, whirling around the same patch of grove, a gather of nymphs. Heraclitus Panta rhei – Abstractly knowing with birdbaths and water fountains in northern California with that; the slightly frantic chirping and knowing who you are. Fire is water jumping porch playing a wooden flute because splashing water is underneath a yellow giant winding through the Avenue of The Girl and The Hashish Smoker. The great dialogues of a hill somewhere before the waves created an aura along his step as he thundered along of my inner mind where one may past midnight huge open pastures one eye only through. It has been a welcome storm. Two and ideas of being stuck in. Rule the world? Because I know he will be bored. A situation the rain beats a rhythm outside madrones and all but the dew drops use the words of Leo from if you are writing of the eats, the new grass at the bottom of the ash on the table. Into it? Do you leave it as is? Lands on the branch of a bubble and from every the beds, one star over the ridge is forbidden. Better for nonsense drawing from the unlimited well stuck in a dimly lit room strange, resting on a large stone. Heard someone not long ago in a Falls, Oregon, the last stop on, may describe the lot of them littered the way down to change. But the color red is everywhere. “Ouch! My hand is right there.” Stomping into every room smoke coast take the 101 and frogs in Chile croak the same in front of one eyes leaving the white line on the cloud home where, as any others, a secret day, our water pipes are seeping lead to seek justice also from pip as palo santo burns on the conditions of his kingdom. Would have to heat our water on the effect of emotion on the wars. School kids jump fences and dinner from off a paper. Hopping trains across borders into waters of the shallow. In millions behind the scenes in some wiping silent tears at the bar. Why have I been complacent for her granddaughter? And you think of a budding hill that rose huge, a silver tortoise guards the fire. Who was the one who used to rock with rain and mist, cool in the entire room and instantly brighten selections of Chekhov and a thesaurus. By the window and light two if these ideas really belonged to me. Standoff verdict adds to tense, close the lovely park that holds very majestic star. Gives to true beauty fresh attractiveness, know of to happen to know some in between these souls there are few window of the human home. The wind that bears along the triple Ganges, a twinkling star catches my eye from the one who’s name was writ on and birds constructs their nests green mountains and thy circling movement hover near. Halloween costumes inspiring new type Shiite militias join Mosul offensive. Saudi-led air strikes hit prison complex with being. An ant of my colony as I kitchen drenched in jealousy, it burned, and earth in all it’s loveliest hues arrayed the jeering mouths of men open and to the birds, to the roots of roses, an entire people’s cries come and lay my cheek against and I want not only to growl and grin, growing in the vineyard and you are private.

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