To try and write say like Mallarmé ah malted tie anodyne or
write it. I had a notice envelope inside and I went into the kit.
The bag had an antidote to my own, or own poem, which was
pronounced ownp. Ownp up an unlatch in tea, int an assertion.
I went up to it. Parked. The quarter poked out. I played
embarrassed Joel Barish in that garish genre Montauk cop
character and gaudy. Twofold chalked up Twombly touched
a back step on Sol LeWitt photography. Secretly new noticed.
Entities. At a quarter past three I went. Ahem. A religious
repetition. 4/10 of an anecdote intended, the rest a consequence
interred troubled dream. Folding chair quantity. Endangered try.
(We do dupe.) In the third person wore a coat in weather. Aunt.
We go into the ligament of a family brush. Her out couch cushion!
Image: Quarter drop / Andrew Malone
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