european article 11 & 13...

a comment i wish i made:

my convulsing, ardent attempt to craft a hello to break a silence, as humor ridden as possible...weird prosthetics... scouts of the daft void, limbo passives... i hope i am the words that say: you cannot abandon the life that is most clarifying to you, in the current, & subsequently apparent... can i allow myself to suppose playing ping-pong with a (hopefully) awaiting recipient? i made notice of what people leave in the comment section in a spectrum of other pages... and... i... had to forget myself, being socially adept, for the worth of a market sq. pseudo-tirade... i don't want to sell Ecuadorian bananas... or Russian promises...these are my words... they are but akin to scuttling rats... harangue.. misnomers by any misnomer standard... bait of the contra-blank... i want to write, what is worth forgetting, with what i am to fall asleep with, and not wale up with, tomorrow; which i will, nonetheless will, have to wake up with; in short?

love the poetry.

who died what who what fate?
one cannot even
attempt
succumbing
to a non-rugby-player
status
of language usage...

              so...
no... forget it...
      me?
i'm starting to even bother
giving a **** about
the whole affair...

     the e.u. the e.u.
  the e.u. the e.u.
       the e.u.
is on fire...
    the e.u. the e.u.
is on fire...
the e.u. is on fire...
we need no water let
the e.u. burn
burn e.u. burn...

   Kentucky...
we also wished you came
across
the Atlantic...
to deal with the Nazis...
because...
we were the people
who needed the
more the mode of
more McDonalds...

H'america:
      needed elsewhere!

   hey!
'ere we go go no go...
status
sub-Stockholm suburia.