"Unconscious Mutterings #221 On 4/30/07"
- Order :: in the morgue. Do you feel like you're fixing to die?
- Mortician :: on as a short order cook, the riff of the raffle, life or no breath.
- Determine :: the outcome. Establish the rest. Be aware of the great divide.
- Ignore :: the partial or impartial palates. Be palatable to no
- Guy :: Be the bee's dance, the Miss Communication at the ball. Carry a crucible
- Crush :: for the next long love of your life. Be the very flower on the lapel. Be
- Garlic :: and keep the monsters a bay. The Golden Gate folly,
- Wacky :: as an out-of-state drive, beckons and sways, the ways of
- Parent :: s and vagabons. Stay and light the skyline with your smile. Witness the
- Burning :: , the smalls fires of the heart in an abandoned city, and swell.
* Deposit your own subliminal checks and balances at La Luna Nina's lair.
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