Saturday, October 29, 2011

NiteCades: A Forest In Verb:!

The scene erupts.
With fire!
With Gant!
With gire!
With stare!

Notes and gather.
Dancin and all a flutter!
This ones bet!
All for one!
One for this!
The top can't be any higher.
Can't be much or much more.
Where is the glass?
The scene!
The moonlight!
The tours and trips.
The down the drain times i write.

Leaves and leaves gather.
Maps and compasses!
Glasses and wine!
The search in the map decrys.
It's another a day.
I don't the radio.
So let's leave it.
Under the moonlight!
Drive and drive.
Thats the plan.
Let's avoid the others.
Tonite!
Pasta and noodles tonite.
Good wine and good monies!
Keep the tab!
Keep it all!

Another day and all that reads.
The mentions and the stereo.
Can't believe.
Let's get the altitudes out!
Can't believe you!
I don't know!
Switch and switch thoughts!
Like a plague!
Switch them all!
See them all!

Fall down the stairs.
Fall down and wonder.
Light headed and all tops and blunder.
Fall and fold the recipe said!
Fold and fold it said!
Fold and fold!

Solid state refrigerator.
Call.
Tops.
Blunder.
Blunda.
Baskets for the needy and whine.
Baskets and baskets.
Baskets and thickets.
Baskets and blankets.

Answering machine messages.
Prompt. 

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