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they hover. shifting, silvered spectres bestriding soft, cotton-footed low pressures. cool air mists, dew drop reminders; at ..

when was it that yester-day spoke softly & smoked the tomorrows he'd rolled into a cigar? i can't remember when for nothin'. wrinkl'..

[i] with all your exotic, elegant, extravagance you seem fancy for fancifulness' sake! your beauteous eyes and iridescent shimmer ..

(clouds flowing, stones rolling, dogwoods bent- kissing white petals floating, scattering spring wind folds over crisp water's edge) ..

a floor board's soggy creak.leaks softened wood to mush. hushed visitors creep, seep through cracks. slat's openings play home. lo..

o sirène! ne'er- no, ne'er free me from thy gyred gaze. pleasure pulls with abounding gravitation. thy amorous parfums t..

diaphanous silk blushes red against her tight bodice and flows along sleek, ivory arms. her charms diffuse aether- airy seduction. f..

[i] barren, wind-swept plain white, wan, frost-frozen plain black birds leave tracks atop snow-covered tracts of sugar..

i found'd th' everlastin' youth i'd been searchin' fer. tom sawyer's, oliver twist's, and peter pan's secret hide-out ain't secret no more...

striping aether a blurred black and honey whilst intently buzzing florets a vortex alive with the hum of music psyche waxing into ..