Grey cat scratches at beige carpet. Bit of a trance state.
Politically correct poetry. That phrase is not referential.
Ponderously pissed pachyderms. Porously pleated Platypi.
Form without content. A flattening of the core grammar.
Bring the water to the well. Fill your lyrebird with syntax.
How must words be ordered when thoughts must be free to fly.
Conjunction junction has lost its function.
Paint emotion pictures. The word less. Store more lore.
Pigeons forget their cities. Diversify your beverages.
If you are seeking a story you are seeking in vain.
Inhere the story. Only readers possess that power.
No need Noman need narrate no necessities.
Poor old Noman just another melting snowman.
Escapades egregious: only look to find them where you are.
America is open 24/7. Titillating tacos for the taking.
Say a word never said. Write a word never written. Impossible.
Originality a pragmatically unoriginal constraining concept.
Pluck the low hanging fruit. Make that kazoo toot! toot!
Dream of your car lost in a dangerous neighborhood.
You might can do that but it confers no ownership.
The periplum plies pleasantly chilly tropics:
shivering tigers, anacondas in snowsuits, flamingos in fur.
Again that damn cat scratches but the walls of a box.
Noman wakes wide into a world of whirled dis-ease.
What occurred in the interim not never original.
Better a bird in hand. Alls well that ends well.
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