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by Tara Carreon
My father also had a very lusty
house
And proved egregious
Telemachus was out of luck
Cult conditioned
Wow, the whole world was mine!
Baby frightened and yo-yo indicates
That the personality
Variant
Thinks in different corners
Power, out of my way
Carmine
Helen Keller
Lay my responses down
I keep thinking of
The sources of their dreaming
In a barrel big charge!
Saturday's nut unfolds
The Bishop's son before the King comes
There are simplified things
Between egregious egos
Hot, fiery things
The first word
God's company broke through.
She is unexplored
She has never spoken before
Her Greek tongue
A horse
Om is not the factory of this hot dog stick
In all her metaphysical
In all her warmth, heat
All the European countries
In one wild moment
Argue and wherefore
I see them on the horizon
Perfect little sized balls
Sometimes you have to wait a minute
Say something hungry
I look back
Ill omens, heavy, smash
A profound disconnection from myself
I can pick it up for you
Saturday membership rating
Sunday joking around
Not waiting for whoever will adjust my circuits first
Blandishments
I play servant to no man.
I'm wondering whether in that
boutique
She's gathering power to sleep or to skin us?
Let's go out last night as if in the morning
Is that what the purple interlude is about?
Flying around
Waiting for her to speak
Her first word
Pink purple moment
First man who doesn't treat me like he should
I'll swallow him whole
Well that is against the law
1, 2 and 3
It's amazing when you've been pushed out to the farther edges
Give me Edojin, something thin at the edges
Rod Steiger said that after all these years
Hem to toe, hem to toe as it were
Superman three times over.
She is the crystal ball nature
Perhaps he's a mechanical dolt
Divided is his long lost teacher
And now he's truly reliable
Now that you have achieved nirvana
Sitting around achieving insights
Noisy fellow
You want to get closer up there?
Lots of chocolate, lots of chocolate,
Pretty soon I'll be on my way
I love you dearly
That fat cow place I went to yesterday
In the direction of the lead singer's tempo
Wa-doo Wa-doo
Country singer
The duties of those who are at will.
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