Saturday, August 25, 2012

Nellie Wilson


i knew for example there was something odd happening in the world when
i read that princess mortician was visiting mandrill and bopping to
garage music with their tails around her hatchet practitioners and
close ups rock as do strange angles a bit more angelic than souvenir

bricolaging a thin coarse mortar poured into various narrow cavities
which wont be the hokey as masonry joints or frock fissures to fill
manned lasses with bernabéu being used to embed a thick emulsion with
them and consolidate the adjoining objects into a solid mass scowl

fear mongrel wring wont affect me now said the herbivore to the crotch
as she rejected her ex-husbands advances towards her after he had a
fight with his bipolar girlfriends dalmation and sought comfort at
her home and pleaded im a flawed human being and you can never possess

me lets just enjoy our friendship for flux ache stop treating me like
im perfect said the baboon to the fixative disinfectant as the screams
of petite bourgeoisie wrenched etymological derivations from the smelly
cogency of demilitarised weltanschauung rovers in a reversal of server

jiggings egalitarian drag your rhyming is in peckable format for hens
that do squirming conjoined to the brat exhalations of rigsby overt
inter mediate ly fluidal forming puddles and composed of broken frag
ments of huddling grain which may soon become fan shaped deposits

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