Thursday, September 18, 2008

Thud-un-thud fall.  During sold seconds.  Paid in portions of kashmir and leather.
Fold-under.  Fasten eight cracked padlock.  

Murmur summing fortune and filling fantastic.  Laurence on smooth sand.  Laurence
on shifting sand.  Laurence leather in his hand his back his shift-smoothed back crested
with welts and shivered with sweat and shimmered heat and where, Laurence?  Murmur
more

Track-ant-ack.  Fastidious.  Under marbled skies an glare glints and glooms.  Fold it.  Fold it 
again.

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