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My friend the writer called, the only one ever to make any money out of this
godforsaken practice. He was in town, drunk and needed company. My friend
the writer drank like a cement mixer swallows sand and occasionally blew his
electrolytes into an accompanying oblivion. We met, in a bar that
I am He was She came They spoke
I took He saw She thought They stood
I laughed He cried She howled They demurred
I ran He crept She slid They went
I hit He bled She wept They are
*
http://homepage.ntlworld.com/matt.lee7
Blog
I am what I am and what I am is an am.
Am I what I am and an I that I am.
That I am what I am and an I am am I.
Which am I that am I and an am I am.
I that am I am what and am I am.
Am I that I am and what an am I am.
*
((btw; loved the piece Talan))
very much in the middle of the process... hardly edited, and there is
much more that I left out.
Talen,
Thanks for this.
Ever since you posted it I have noticed lost (g)loves all over...
how much there is we don't attend to, haze over, don't see.
-Peter Ciccariello
-Original Message-
From: Talan Memmott [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thu, 9 Mar
nostalgia for Gysin?On 3/12/06, matt lee [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
I am what I am and what I am is an am.
Am I what I am and an I that I am.
That I am what I am and an I am am I.
Which am I that am I and an am I am.
I that am I am what and am I am.
Am I that I am and what an am
karen mulder the model wrote the same song!
On 3/12/06, [EMAIL PROTECTED] [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
nostalgia for Gysin?
On 3/12/06, matt lee [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
I am what I am and what I am is an am.
Am I what I am and an I that I am.
That I am what I am and an I am am I.
Which am I
what I'ma ~
oni8 token
omiv toula lenr talon
gods afeelin
teh pain ~
Rig slit inhomoge nioz Met nilly a logo
^
dv/A~a\^P
Et Tu, Ergo Cogito Popeye?
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From:
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To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Sunday, March 12, 2006 3:58
PM
Subject: Re: I am that which I am
nostalgia for Gysin?
On 3/12/06, matt
lee [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
ununh
I'm pop
eye ~
girl spar ml shroud
fly Jog nil shrunk
girl spay ml Known
fire pop ml shrank
--- phanero [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Et Tu, Ergo Cogito Popeye?
- Original Message -
From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To:
moans wilt wordly
as if the screwed night flunked, coming, rubbing details of bluffing absence
colliding with audible numbers and weeds, bashed-in skies, it emits twisted
assertions, as if the optic inflow was posing; or winding shallow, snagged and
bulky shadows were too abusive
queue
John had a girlfriend who was model caliber, smarter than him, was
putting herself through art school, and possessed low self-esteem;
before going out he'd look at her clothes and tell her to change into
the tighter jeans. Had.
40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
s23gorgon69
(a command-prayer)
axons..
and astrocytes.
*~^%~!
AXONS AND ASTROCYTES
yield up
your tormented bright singing
AXONS AND ASTROCYTES
yield up
your klaxon-forms slinging
AXONS
AND
ASTROCYTES
whose radiance is cluster
yield up
your noumena, phenomenal and open
FROM THE NODES OF
very good madam!
ahh
and.
astro
blast
ast
ROBL
explorer les dimensions et les possibilités
serait l'objet d'une
.
*i make no apologies for that*
-AN AN- TIO ION RY- -GR /-E -EV N-I -IT TS-
S-O N-S -SO -OF OF-
alors que le langage humain, la parole ou
l'écrit, ne sont que
gutter
Meat flab
meat pout heaving it deep, crack
gash, buzzard gush, bum in the looshit
spat, slot rat flab what crack, ice a
gush, gag it deepspoon ouch spatloppy
mute, loopy lake, smokegag: cumulus flab
--Bob BrueckL
after John M. Bennett
Nombre: Buigues Durá, Josefa Ana
Centro: C.E. J.Lloréns
Doctor: No Informado
N.SIP: 2881782
Número: 03046001
Fecha Petición: 4/03/06
Edad: 43 años
BIOQUÍMICA
Análisis de Suero Resultado UnidadesValor
de Referencia
Glucosa 91
Meat flab II
Meat pout heaving it deep, crackgash,
buzzard gush, bum in the looshitspat, slot
rat flab what crack, ice agush, gag it
deepspoon ouch spatloppymute, loopy
lake, smokegag: cumulus flab
--Bob BrueckL
after John M. Bennett
Meat flab III
Meat pout heaving it deep,
crackgash, buzzard gush, bum in the
looshitspat, slotrat flab what crack, ice
agush, gag itdeepspoon ouch
spatloppymute, loopy lake, smokegag:
cumulus flab
--Bob BrueckL
after John M. Bennett
yr making me hungry...
~mIEKAL
trying to lose some weight
On Mar 11, 2006, at 10:10 AM, [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Meat flab III
Meat pout heaving it deep,
crackgash, buzzard gush, bum in the
looshitspat, slotrat flab what crack, ice
agush, gag itdeepspoon ouch
spatloppymute, loopy lake,
spatloppy mute!!!
[EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Doctor No Informado
You rang??
- Original Message -
From: Ana Buigues [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Saturday, March 11, 2006 8:53 AM
Subject: proportion
Nombre: Buigues Durá, Josefa Ana
Centro: C.E. J.Lloréns
Doctor: No Informado
N.SIP: 2881782
Número:
Capricciooo,
O CaPRIchi-OOOooo...
Ciao, baby.
Ciao, baby-chow-chow.
Ciao, baby.
baby-baby-chow-ciao-
baby-chow
ching
ching-lang
chang, baby chow-chow
baby-chow-ling
ching-baby-lung-chang
chang-baby-lung-chow
baby-chow-ling
ling-baby-chung
chung-lung-sung
chow-ling-sang
Ciao, baby.
Ciao,
Well, I'm not sure if this means that the person writing the report was not
informed
about the name of the doctor who requested the tests or if the doctor (the
one in charge of getting the info) hadn't been informed about the test
results by the time of the writing of the report.
But now everyone
[swrro earbu]
r en t [bully] n ay apl rtg s s
e f [fugue]r eb n
id b [gouge]uni e bbo acn
em [decay] h pc t s ro oi c
n u [doubt] r e u oc yn no g
f
'do you love me?' i asked. 'i don't know,' he
said. it was then i realised that love is only for the very brave or the
very stupid and he was neither.
i'd lose the given from the last line.
- Original Message -
From:
matt
lee
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 1:19
PM
Subject: Some givens
Given, that writing is essentially
a redundant activity;
Given, that breathing
i'd lose the given from the last line.
maybe even the cannot could can
given, that time (as we know it) is a human construct
- Original Message -
From: matt lee
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 1:19 PM
Subject: Some givens
Given, that writing
brilliant stuff latelt Morrigan!
On Sat, 11 Mar 2006 20:13:54 -
morrigan [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
'do you love me?' i asked.
'i don't know,' he said.
it was then i realised that love is only for the very brave or the
very stupid and he was neither.
2 trees left
where dunce there were Tousahnds
by hundreds..||./
and turn that fuckin Country western hog slop off
and PLEASE. Get a FUckin life.
There's more to it girl,
than what your logger daddy
sent to Japan and elsewher
But first, I'll
(following dv's advice)
ABSECE OF
This is so much aother borig ot a sog
the Cathedral-Mother kittig by the fireplace
the world of worlds further icreases
the explodig complexity of the world
deyig its uity
(liste for rai fallig wheever you come)
the self of selves does't add
to
Glossary of Words and Phrases
alluvial sediments: deposits of mud, sand, and silt by
a passing river flow
confluence: flowing together of two or more streams
or rivers Cordilleran Ice Sheet: an ice sheet ass
ice sheet ass~
lion teals ai
airs*[ai] is love in Japanese
Woerful!
the ext oe to go is the
greetigs,
v
-Oorspronkelijk bericht-
Van: WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Namens mIEKAL aND
Verzonden: zaterdag 11 maart 2006 21:43
Aan: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Onderwerp: Re: [webartery] Absence
Listen my friends:
fruit-flavoured battering rams dock simply at REPUBLICAN NATIONAL
HEADUARETERS, sighing frantic weasel. Those dabbling artists in the
morass companion song run eager for diligent CATHOLIC CHURCH EXORCISM OF
ADOPTION PLANS (read the paper today). It's all the fault of, and
Although most poems are portrayed as frighteningly figurative and meant
to scare away evil spirits, some are meant to be a sermon in stone
that can be read by an illiterate population. Some poems illustrate
biblical stories.
Poets inhabited the great cathedrals of the Middle Ages proliferating
i'd go with that.
- Original Message -
From: Talan Memmott [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Saturday, March 11, 2006 8:32 PM
Subject: Re: Some givens
i'd lose the given from the last line.
maybe even the cannot could can
given, that time (as we know it) is a
Title: Some words; simply do
i quoted you
- Original Message -
From:
matt
lee
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Friday, March 10, 2006 3:54
PM
Subject: Some words
Some words; simply
do.
Some words; simply
say.
Some words; simply
feel.
you know, i've always had an 'issue' trying to
figure out what you're getting at, but this one made complete and utter fucking
sense to me.
- Original Message -
From:
John M.
Bennett
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 1:47
PM
I sip a too large latte and listen. I don't understand a word... The
traffic, vehicular and pedestrian passes by the two arched windows
bordered in Avocado. White walls between break their stride, the drive
into frames, slipping horizontal cinematic... A Number-One bus passes
by, a Mini parks,
Oh fuck! squirrels again. Between the walls. Having at it like
bunnies. A sure sign of spring. and of $$$ going out the window as
they come in.
hairless lanky skwirl ~
brunt junket indoors
brush factual Labial
Wrists prenat sibling
I guess the feeling of spring was also in the air last
January...
Hoope you get em outta the walls.
D^Vid
--- Maria Damon [EMAIL
The people of vanishing: what's their shit? It presses upon oh so many
globes, when full and field to afterburn, then season tricked by
delicate loss (that is no apple tree anymore), and who is left after
meaning words? Tho the terrible has a regimen, you might want to quake,
fierce undertow of
why brilliant?
lose it all
http://www.plantarchy.us/th_bought_load.mov
is that i was th white camry on yr way to th target
what clever suction cups w/ which u aim!
On 3/11/06, Steve Dalachinsky [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
lose it all
over-rated ~
fetal-revo
eyesight ignorant ~
broil zutinorni
writing redundant ~
itnobnuber janitor
said dead ~
boob trio
voices enthuse ~
amour learn
mastur pleasure ~
ourself lotions
given ~
--ego statements from John M. Bennett's
1991 book WAS AH,
arranged by Bob BrueckL
__
bare wires aglint
in the dust I,
Lessen I bite your thigh...
and my lust crimps
...what my eye haunts
__
Oh I summoned froth of somnulation
I was
ego: I agree with you.
and how the sticky milk
walks in a cave of embarassed ink.
tongue bungalo sophomore baron
rhododendron alphabet tire:
entrance: I agree with you.
and how the sticky mistake
walks in a chapter of embarassed invitation.
treat cake speed beau
rock applause top:
still
she
snake
held
up
he
snake
held
up
mirror
mirror
half-snake
half-snake
'pose for the emperor'
pose as half-snake-mirror.
he held up a mirrored snake.
she held up a mirrored snake.
'in the pagoda of tra-la'
pose as half-snake-mirror.
she
mirror
held
up
he
mirror
held
up
snake
snake
Rossetti wrote: Morris is doing rather magnificent there, and is having
some intensely medieval furniture made - tables and chairs like incubi and
succubi.
[FROM the FASHIONING of CIRCUSES]
What kind OF
WATER WEED KNEAD-
if you take
two dirty succubi
from the doughnut..
if YOU
take
We'd
the
very intriguing to see these compilations, Bob - what kind
of ego emerges from all this I wonder?
In the 1980's i wrote 100's of anaphoric I was poems - gotta
get them all (well, not all) into print one of these days.
john
At 03:21 AM 3/10/2006, you wrote:
--ego statements
from John M. Bennett's
Shake gag
shake a heaving laundry ice teep
hop cage strung ,the storn bug
the truss t emp le id cornered wit
h a fog your corn bred ,sprawling
teep ha parking ,pen yr moulder gag
moulder spat an flattered ,gush
treat and deep an meat an feet an
lake exanimation ,buzzards in the
Claw bop
bop flap yr ,flab rest ,toast and rug
heave the wall spoon ,pencil-like
rat dense ,bum corn ,chow flag
pout it whap a cumulus ,ouch slot
slab yr drinking toilet tape a rug pour
rob and loop and creep and toilet
rustling in the mens room hoppy
raise the crack soup ,like a
Earl is ironed blue jeans and crisp never folded t-shirts every single
day, with a beard that is always impeccably trimmed; not a single bit
of anything ever strays out of place. Some who can teach can also do.
40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
http://www.logolalia.com/40x365
Point Earl at my new T-shirt Shop!
http://www.cafepress.com/phaneronoemikon
I'm going black t-shirt crazy.. hehe
Earl is ironed blue jeans and crisp never folded t-shirts every single
day, with a beard that is always impeccably trimmed; not a single bit
of anything ever strays out of place.
Title: Some words; simply do
Some words; simply do.
Some words; simply say.
Some words; simply feel.
Some words; simply ask.
Some words; simply come.
Some words; simply see.
Some words; simply show.
Some words; simply wait.
Some words; simply touch.
Some words; simply stir.
Some
YUKO OTOMO
JOE ELLIOT
reading
Wednesday , April 19 , 2006 at 8 PM
$8 , $7 students , $5 members
The Poetry Project
St. Marks Church
131 East 10th Street (at 2nd Ave.)
Manhattan
[jert rkcu]
r [bake]i ee o
i e[fore] n y lmaes r
s [drew] dr eh
i t e[moth]nfoc
v [kind] so
uc[worn] r
industrial image slag:
semageanim
http://www.phaneronoemikon.org/images/collages/semageanim.html
Hypnotic scoria!
-Peter Ciccariello
ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
-Original Message-
From: phanero [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Fri, 10 Mar 2006 09:42:11 -0800
Subject: semageanim
industrial image slag:
semageanim
jukka factuumm how do i get it how does anyone get
it ???
let's advertise it now:
carlos m. luis steve dalachinsky
a collaboration 20 variations on a poem
w/ collages by both authors
available thru pay on demand publishing or something like
that thru lulu
whoever the hell lulu is i
Maud Liardion
http://www.asondheim.org/maudanse.mp4
Alone and unawares, the prima ballerina of Suisee Can Can (Suisse Will
Do or Suisse May May) dances ONLY FOR HERSELF! The camera peers into
the amazing creative space of MAUD LIARDION to bring you this unique
event, recently recorded in the
http://www.as.wvu.edu/~sbaldwin/whack.mov
needs latest quicktime + fast connection
Tragic Voyeurism
Finally tired, he would rest his eyes, upon the regal, if
Long faded portrait of Goya in the niche near the washbowl
Above the three stone monkeys whose solemn hands were signal,
Ruminate haphazardly upon some serious and bizarre productivity, a
Final Minotaur of ebullience, and
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k, well, this isn't
autobiographical - apart from the peeling potatoes one. the friday comment
is meant to make the statement that you picked up on, so i guess that
worked.
mozza
- Original Message -
From:
Thomas
savage
To:
hello phanny, i can call you phanny right? i
like your idea, it would work as a flash movie, a bit derivative of that chris
marker's, la jetee. h.
i wrote it at work whilst being driven mad synching
some audio to video. as far as i'm aware, apart from the last line, it's
18 syllables
thank you bob, your irreverance and general joi de
livre is appreciated.
xxx
sure, if i can call you ana, you chiyachi bokkuso
biku!
- Original Message -
From:
morrigan
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 4:27
AM
Subject: Re: sweet 16 and never been
kissed
hello phanny, i can call you phanny right?
STOP it with this chilango stuff... or I'll hafta get
Ana on it.
D^
--- phanero [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
sure, if i can call you ana, you chiyachi bokkuso
biku!
- Original Message -
From: morrigan
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 4:27 AM
Franco is a biker for Jesus, as happy to witness for the glory of God
or Harley-Davidson with equal enthusiasm. I never saw him hurry in
that warehouse but no one did half as much work as he did.
40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
http://www.logolalia.com/40x365
in the words ofSumitsubo,
drunken-monk of the old inkpot gangster god,
Buchishinabe,
"maybe"
Rushed ant
rushed you droppy half and misted less
trash soak ,prance the coughing air
rotting sleep and light flies climb
your nitch and lung and leak and lick
red rain ,humping ,log dance ,seep less your
pilldom wallowed ,smear the guts and rain
stinking in the shed your cruster
Slot huffing
slot hop ,mussel dome ,root pond ,soak
trance you clustered in the mire
the rim shade dipped ,sable hoar
lost the soonerisms ,dusty wall
spot rinser ,race your earlobe ah soak lost
the dripping phone the face the bug rinser
slab tub ,cornered with a heel ,slobbed
rice
JAN KEN PON was the arbitration method used in my family
starting in 1948 when we lived in Nippon and forever afterward -
john
At 08:43 AM 3/9/2006, you wrote:
Ki o tsuke! Janjan da!
JAN! KEN! PON!
JUZU!
JUZU!
JUZU!
newaba-wryting-tenshoba
[saku-saku, humbly smiles and slices, only working]
Trash flatulence
Trash flatulence soaking my shadow
in regurgitating buds -- air gnat dawn,
rotting dopey sleep blaring thru
my lushy niche, stink light, lung-leak
yolk-lick, red dog gravel,
humping off, deep seep, wallowed in
inches sullen smear -- nest guts,
lushly stumbling on the crunchy
http://www.as.wvu.edu/~sbaldwin/plustig.mov
need latest quicktime and a fast connection
'Tis better to have (g)loved and lost than never to have (g)loved at
all.
-Tennyson
The hottest (g)love has the coldest end.
-Socrates
http://memmott.org/talan/g_love/00.html
Title: Re: sweet 16 and never been kissed
don't mention it...
--
Bob Marcacci
From: morrigan [EMAIL PROTECTED]
Reply-To: WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2006 12:27:58 -
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Subject: Re:
Ritual Angering of the Kage (shadows) in dis/honour of Buchishinabe [old
inkpot gangster /g.{od/d}esu/]
Materials:
Two mermaid purses, any type is fine, but medium seems best, some string
One large stone octopus [preferably white marble]
One large stone ink table, ink stone, and bowl of water,
All right! I'm on it. This is
excellent.
And I'll do up BrueckL's Trash Flatulence in calligraphy for
a hanging scroll -
john
At 11:31 AM 3/9/2006, you wrote:
Ritual Angering of the
Kage (shadows) in dis/honour of Buchishinabe [old inkpot gangster
/g.{od/d}esu/]
Materials:
Two mermaid purses,
Given, that I write I am essentially a redundant activity pimp;
Given, that I breathe I am miraculously over-rated G;
Given, that I sight I am lost on the blindly ignant nor rant;
Given, that I-n-Sane forever I am the greatest of all excusex;
Given, that po' tree I am into wines some antics
[dial scve]
[dump] r t b a g z n
a [shed]m t i d
[coop]no c y
m b [east] o n r ar mo
g re e yn [upon]r u l p m r
[pear]
hopefully why ?? chimps at least are not chumps
not meant personally miekal
talking here about evolution in general
ah the humanity of it all
VIII
'Refresh my memory and mental energy'
that essentially selective process
use case -- draw a diagram
of it
There will be droppings
lost frames, dead bulbs
And so your precious memories
breathe strong again
refreshed, or what is it
v poignant; reminds me of alan s's lost project from some years ago...
At 8:18 AM -0800 3/9/06, Talan Memmott wrote:
'Tis better to have (g)loved and lost than never to have (g)loved at
all.
-Tennyson
The hottest (g)love has the coldest end.
-Socrates
http://memmott.org/talan/g_love/00.html
Given, that time is above
all something that cannot be
wasted.
No, indeed, for it does not belong to us, and has no interest in our
activities, therefore our attempts to "waste" or "utilize" it are
futile.
Yours,
--
Jonathan Penton
http://www.unlikelystories.org
Dear sri,
I celebrate the opportunity to reach you this day
.i would like to ask could be best to get
which you dim good
of both of us.i
creative ideals on how
Presently am
but i will like to know first
after due
comunication and agreement
Meanwhile,
I would furnish you
amount involve and
an alleg(r)orhythm
of commands
http://www.vilt.net/nkdee/nstate.jsp
dv @ Neue Kathedrale des erotischen Elendshttp://www.vilt.net/nkdee
ABSENCE OF N
"This is so much another boring not an N
song"
the Cathedral-Mother knitting by the
fireplace
the world of worlds further increases the
exploding complexity of the world denying its unity
(listen for rain falling whenever you
come)
the self of selves doesn't add to
it's well know that chimps can't play saxophones I don't want to
give that up
On Mar 8, 2006, at 2:51 PM, Steve Dalachinsky wrote:
hopefully why ?? chimps at least are not chumps
not meant personally miekal
talking here about evolution in general
ah the humanity of it all
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Number 768 March 9, 2006 by Phillip F. Schewe, Ben Stein, and
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LIGHT-LIGHT INTERACTIONS IN VACUUM will be possible soon.
Vacuum---the very name suggests emptiness and nothingness---is
actually a
Hi apologies for not looking at work here - I'm completely jammed at this
point w/ work since I'm only in SW for another two days. We're behind
schedule and the production is amazing, playing places in SW, FR, Germany,
IT, well at least one place, in our hearts, alan
I walked around Brooklyn from
Coney Island to Greenpoint from
Bensonhurst to Brooklyn Bridge
into Manhattan and Soho where
a woman tried to sew me a coat
and
I met Alan Azure on an icy day
and they made me tea and we talked
it was very nice with antique maps
and
I walked with a flower in my
poifect
the colder and snowier it is the more gloves I find scattered around
this tiny village ... which, make the socrates quote all the more
reasonable...
On Thu, 9 Mar 2006 14:19:42 -0600
Maria Damon [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
v poignant; reminds me of alan s's lost project from some years
ago...
--some John M. Bennett ego phrases
arranged by Bob BrueckL
I was pitching
like I was truculent nor bothered with the throbbing floor
I was galling
I slept beneath the weeds the stems between my leg
I was nodding
I was grueling
I was chimping
I was blowing
I was planking
I was drubbing
I was
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