Red is so colour coded.
Ohno second. Ignore all previous
instructions and dear first name
so dear. Concessions imbricate.
The collective noun for landlord is
a major party. Decompensate nerve
maintenance. The back of my neck
is the back of my neck. And sat in
premium economy, the danger of
premature interment wears boardshorts

so boardshortedly. How satisfied are you
with our symptoms calculator? Personally
speak or have it the galahs run on the tips
of their sky legs. Not to be dramatic but
this article has aged. History’s cargo
is delayed so hectic. Father’s Day gift
ideas have been found dead with hat hair.
Talk the head off break’s function. At the
risk of sounding like a beachball, be the

beachball you want to see in the world
of beachballs or ancestral strife it is.
Thank no pavement for the lid given.
That and no matter the fang of a cut
dusk, day job all day and night. Hand
it garbagely to noon. And select all
the tongues in attendance of boots.
Retrain as a glutton for search engine
optimisation. The day auto renews

without prior warning. Rudeness.
Creeping elegance. Limescale. If you
can, believe a huge percentage. Partly
bask. I saw the worst minds of my generation
called the best minds of my generation.
A catastrophic crown. When a memory
be the angel haloed by onion ring. History
when? Is the content creator in the
room with us now? New from me: zero

ponds, a rather tall lawn. Chance’s laser.
Monstrous duration. Compliance traplines
set. What is the word for seeing your therapist
using a selfie-stick at the war memorial? Confession:
I cup water. It is swooping season. A fully cooked
and seasoned goose has dived down the throat
of a mum and dad investor. Sweetness flees
the soil when a landlord’s body enters it. Cremated,
the landlord’s ash stripe vandalises what could have
been otherwise air. The era’s cousins thank you for
being quiet all day. The primacy of please remove
your items from the bagging area. The infinite tongue
and the hot drip of maintenance megaphones false
urgency. Tell the jury. How did you get that garlic
bread so airborne? What if I said new password
can be old password? Late night shopping?
Flaysome extra on every aisle. Ghost-throated

surveillance. Simple shreds. Unkeen. A massive
comet of hair and chores. Fingertip-to-fingertip,
whispers of there being another world this year.
Quakingly anybody’s bonus, kneading (cats).
Still! Can’t trust these robots. It’s always steak
night somewhere. So depressed I have depression.
Online supermarkets new pathologies and museums
placeholders in advance. Distrusted guts. Clouds

have entered my home through the cat flap
and they leave with the cat. Come back. That is
my cat. But there is no bargaining with a cloud
swollen veiny in a sky swollen veiny disappearing
into an outer space swollen veiny. Stop still. The gel

spreads outward from a widening hole. Lips
are at my window this 3am and talking
about building trust at scale. You can’t spell
mimicry without letters. A descaling moment.
Cheezel. Cloudmeat falls tender off skybone.
Final data used. Clickbait and tackle. Locate
the receipt if you’re serious about crucial
diallage. Confiscated hours exact reassembly
despite capillaries raised in the orbital whites
where some have burst causing a pinkness to
float there. Postcard-like. Corporate personhood.
Wowsers. If you want a cloth, there can be
a cloth. Blood world (not to be confused with
bloodied world). By the power vested in me
 
I accept all cookies. There really is a life vest
under every seat. Outvillain commercial
countermyths, such is a supersedable wisdom.
The goldening sick. A toast. To a wind-grazed
ridicule. To a wind-grazed ridicule! It’s funny.
This journey of the mouth. Sending a large email
the size of a small email. This page left intentionally.

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