owed palm ahv-all lay-aht

not even the static clouds out the static.  I fold along the fault line and wait for the quakes that bring down all of greek tragedy.
Timing and waiting till a turn on the page becomes a turn of the page.  and I carve out the the words for which I think are being searched.
I see dancing every where and my leg is broken.  I am taunted at every turn yet this book is such a gift I can't consent its decent.  'Tis not the regulated notes phrased at a pleasant pace that pounds out more pressure, its the phone.  Under used and Oh so scary.
Bass rattles loose the bolts of my well worn reputation and I run.
but broken leg and heart ache may have a victory march, we'll see.

through rose colored glasses i claim the happy fields of growing and thriving.

but the toil for such a place has yet been done and will demand quite a violent conquering over the current lack of maintenance.  both floor and fences not to mention the roof and these boot the grounds themselves.

I am stirred and I have such a lack.
I have so little...


But this is how the origin of greatness is brought to sight.  as this story becomes open you can see beneath the corners of the pages and the support strings from above.  they are not there to puppet, but to bring joy from falling!

what was once death can now be life!

August in November

Like August in the fall of 2009 I am sure of this growth
I'd make this important but not the same way.
Hands free I have found import rules the blood flow

aching as the pressure crunches
like a water melon cracking open the lack of seems of a tube sock

was it the smell of a bag of apples
making me home sick for the future
and seeds planted in this rainforest to be
I long to serve ... and that ala mode!

loving jabs of the last thief time
how deep this alter will be with my struggle
I crumble to be rebuilt
I long to bring shiny up from the shoes

And this is me striving the place awake
all my noise with a rippling wave length
my molecules sag in an over tiered slack
saving up the potential energy
oh look out for this...
we'll find some results by the turn of the 3rd
unknown

I have twenty minutes to lay this out:

I am flayed and open by my


Self aware to the degree that I can categorize
yet the function has flaws.  I'm blinded with some static...

Some makes it sound two week.  rephrase with power hungry gut feed
Does it swallow your day whole? has it ripped open the metallic safety valve?

...I'm blinded with static...

cling to what is true because the fight is write hear.
you have begun to loosen your grip on reality and this is your success!

resplendent, the glory in an earring not yet made but plotted in your mind.
You'll go far if you can just get going.  You are not the one in the wheel chair, and you did not put her in it either!
my grip on you is only what a phone line can bring and you never pick up
unwind
please find what is in you that can get you to move with a measure of momentum

these become rants of a target and not so blurry as hoped for
target b better than myself

because I'm flayed out there and ripe for the taking
I've been shaking at the surprise weight lashed to my ankles.  I have no allies with which to confer at this time because it is only a matter of time before I run out of checks to cash.  I've become rash in my one time choice and when will these signs be made clear?  I can't say what you might hear, but I am certain that it is known on a surface level that we need detox.  What is unsaid is which way the answer lies.  quarantine in population is not on my list but it is all I see.  so how can we find this runner?
How can I find this runner?  the one in me.  I need to train for this long term chase.  Even if the rabbit is mechanical, the warren is just outside the track

You are just starting out with your baking. so stick to the recipe.  that much baking soda makes for nothing that can be eaten.  stone washing is of help with some peoples jeans. but not mine
I need the distance to be weighted with tons

I love you kiddo

E. & A. Sports (internal edition)

"I heard about some change?"

she asked with friendly windows all aflutter.

and I might as well wake up now 

because this dry throat aches for honey.

a balm for the stretched heart

sticking points strain this acrobatic muscle 

any which way making over thought weak in practice.

a short roller coaster and the smallest tweak

ripples out of control.

I know a tree of life grows with in

many wait on ground breaking of my hope deferred.

but I must trust

אבל אני חייב לשמוח

כי השתניתי ואני עוד לא מבין הכל.  אני אדע

I'll be informed when the timing and target align

till then my sister

keep on prayin'

(keep on prayin')