She stroked his skull

I remembered a hound with attention problems, if you were present growling, you obstructed, passed his tongue through the feet, hands, and if you were distracted lips dare to mistreat. How to stop it? She stroked his skull for a while to subside. He lay aside. Amid the howling drowsiness, jumped and went to bed. Distracted with cigars to enter went through pasta lenses, rectangular piece of broken glass, a Japanese landscape with symbols reflecting the love of an old couple who lowered his head

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[Einstein Noodle]

love the title ... to enjoy the abstract one has to let go .. reading this does give me a sense of beginning, middle and end with an accompanying over all deep sadness .. there are a few phrases i find myself wanting a bit more clarity .. but then it wouldn't be abstract .. would it ;)
E.