and in came
dragonlordfrodo tv...
and...
the confederacy of dunces...
literally...
word became, flesh...
**** the polish-Catholic
sputnik...
which sort of reminds me
of 1990s Irish gags...
apparently Donald
Tusk is going to be the
centre-right messiah
(since... the right,
in Poland, is grieving,
a wake of... lottery
of Gemini and Siamese:
god the gambler)
whenever he leaves
baking chocolate cookies...
or whatever the hell
they do, in Brussels,
among shuffling
pieces of paper,
as if, they really were,
tonne bags of gravel...
alas... the unbearable lightness
of being...
she had it all, the swans, the lake,
the myserious feminine...
but not before my knees
oustretched...
alimony equivalent
to paying homage to...
an orphanage...
with nothing more than...
the width of a rubber,
or invested in trust,
with female pill contraceptives,
and the unexplored
sleeping latex *****,
even she could have explored,
replacing the ******.
oops... and: never again...
etymology of cenobite?
   celibacy...
so much for etymological physics..
big ******* boo hoo in a vacuum...
*a sunbeam followed by a moonshadow...