crosstown fliction

Indeed for every brain to go there's more to little. it's paring along soup , canned to
intent , "les reves des autres " sir, yes sir, sire to its hawk , calender of every amazing story,, board ,,
not room and board to her thigh [s] baked bean ,,

__________________________ what you are driivn at is the work.
them that dont grog and dig cant think connect link rhizome the pad of becomings. missing the lines going fo r the point.
Pintle heads all and plenty.

of Being & nothing she's told ,,

her dress ,,, here's the place, she came, inside her lenting thighs ,,, as wished her kilt,
lifting off, high over the grace of her be(coming) & coming again as any wave does, cursed by the sigh, a fell-down calender, spell me not true, to her wishing bone , no longer an I, to speak ,

tittle to her shyster , she's bravura to her con grape leaved vie ~ .

_____________________Under her lace: breasts. Not the pretense to vanity and commandeering pettiness.

wld peak this cress , as fun to her moon, ass to her cry , any shiver ,, does ,, me timber

,, s ,,, buster . like made the soup hefted spoon, putter'd the can, felt the tip fen, fenneled her root and "pan-can" missing to re not da in so re me fa so la ti do,
[you mean Doctor LaCan?]__________Well it goes better here.
is that how it end ?

come now , , you up-phrase me with yer hypocrisies and ,__ Fanny to her Jilly.

she's bending down her grapes___ copy cat gingerginger she raves!
holding to the terror dawn,________ now look here says Mona.
grasping heel
at each plate of soup

burled like a tiger ,,

Jill burnished the cap, her burnous to place the thigh.
the father step was stepping out not clattered by the grace of the object ~

its the bye-bye beginning of another

as each was wasp
to its told
she carried its mold outdoor
not bothering to shift the drag

on her wake in any other sender
holding her corresponding lover ,, back , his wheeled drive stuck ,, her gear ,

not a trout to play any other way ,

ducky, you see what I mean?
ducky? Ducky? d'ya See what I mean?


take sheet here and bend coil for finding wrapping paper
to ______________________________________


marriage is for the wills
hills reading
and bedding bow
Onto lip
counter feeling
as the damsel
and maiden
the golden geese ~


the hippy hunting grounds
here or thereround its place of
titillatin' matching