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Autisma Feb 5
The cuckoo chucked her bridal wares
O'er the fire grate,
Arming it's chuckles with renditions of
Cluck cluck cluck
That else
Was a closeted affair

How is the sheen? A farmer said
Do you mean for cleaning or tidying a grotesque milliard asked
Well it's a consequence of the chest of drawers where the hiding never takes place
Except for when the chuckling takes place


I don't get it the farmer concluded.
Autisma Feb 5
Maybe it's best to be just this high
No marriage of heart and mind
A conceptual morgue of a literature lost

- otherwise redeemed

Amen M
Autisma Feb 5
Say it ain't so
She finally got the speed
But it's all so paradoxadized
And There's a memory trick
And a peti riff

And another take on free will
Autisma Feb 5
The outings were all bedaddled
By egg shells and the city of woking
Waking

To a cylindrical metaphor implanted tunnel of darkness

I have seen a lot of infinity mirrors on Amazon yesterday

But they all seem so bright

Yet PERPLEXING.
thecityofwoking wokingcity infinity mirrors stockexchange dad infinity - mirror
Autisma Feb 5
As the correctness debeckons inaction the collective body sets in
There's no contradictions as far as I can hear or see
But within the living is a semblance of verociousness and vehemence and
Vicariousness dably panicking at the park which contains all things
The corrosives are backed into a corner and the voices in my head continue.
Good boys don't question a lady's wishes or value anything intricate that doesn't concern them. Amen God. Jesus was everywhere Amen God. And fun foresting went no further than doing away with the system, being a hippy, therapeutic nirvana for Autisma, and then universal psychiatric etc etc success for Jesus Christ. Amen God.
Autisma Feb 5
So you think you've got it worked out do you?
Like the spinning in your heads stopped
And the tapestry has already come undone
But you had your eyes closed all the while
And so your dreams aren't even visions yet

Put a little song into practice
Stop moving the chairs around
And wrap up your hair nicely
And get gone

Amen LORD
Autisma Feb 5
It might sound a little trite to say so
But the tiniest specs
Keep on appearing to me
Might I add without guise
But always unexpected
As if to say to the largeness of the world
Hey, back off!
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