chukkabook (as in hoo!) chukkabook rabbit headed mesmerists dance in a chain around a tub an old woman thrashing there in deslon's "fluid" an android built by the members of S.A.P.I.E.N.C.E. whose five year mission now crumbles on the moon cheez-it jesu staring into vacuum robo-burros wandering tumped over near a pan-galactic scrubbing rock which is painted with an image of Franklin's garden at Passy the five trees the convulsant at the foot of number 4 instead of 5 crushing mesmerism but leaving a trace of -1
O negative one ye whose determination is the conduit of a groundling's wave raise up thy hand "animal magnetism, dead, ridiculed" not the theory but the testament or is it a mistake in the fluid. not unlike the Senecan grotesque who stands in the tub the Santayanan "is" which ponders what is this wet fish in a wondrous container? Why not be "fluidists," if the frock is sharply tailored?
