Monday, October 31, 2011

In A Glow: Of A Glouws: The Sheets Of Rain:!

When the fails fails." That's what the ghost says.
He falls forward and forward. He wears different clothes depending on the occasion.
Fall flowers he calls it. Drurry drurry. A hand on fashion with complete sense.

Falling off a cliff. Falling off the winters.
Falling off your suburbs.

Falling into numbers.
Falling in sunburs.

Falling like digits.
Falling like digit stars.

The steele group.
Always done as they say it. Always on time.5.

The steel group are a bunch of ghosts.
At anytime they number more than four.

When the sabbath walked on a planet in the second galaxie thousands of years ago. There were all these chemicals. Arts and sheets they called it. The new age!
Rouse by rouse. One by one and what seem to may. Whatever.

Dance, dance on glass. In streets. Streets and street wear. Read sing and dance.
Appearance to many.
Appearance always.

Swifting the winds. Corner sides. Corner tops. A life and a life dit da.
Where and when anyone these days asks. Curious resin I yield. Bank accounts of course. Hands suppresant. 

What masks. What gas? What arts?
Where is the next meal? 
Where is the next happening?

This sabbath happening. Gathering. Postings. House watching.

If a group strikes then it's religions came out and ages and ice?
If it takes milleniums. 
It it was milleniums.
The day and the desert. Like candles.
Glowding.

Driven and drivens out.
Dirt. Driveways. Hangings.
Postings.

In series transit.
In series death.
In series handa undermoon!
Death!

Razzle the store. Razzle then. Razzle up. Razzle otherwise. Razzle Razzle.

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