Thursday

O happy Felix Culpa

Felix came to meeting As Gilles. was 1969 She meted him at ference. there was underpinning. do dear Felix le Deleuze? Felix le faithful.
O felix Culpa!

thanked to your doggone guitar we was made the e
music as the rosewood burned thealtar. so the god came dondown hoffhis

Sig ni FIRE
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Mona shouting shouting
do we think
we are
dumb!
Exclamation mark
follow her rude
upsetting 'haviour
her accent double dealed to herselves.





Friday

this then that

You take say

this

"where does time resist? does it carry watches holding rising day. thighs like penumbras to choose your light. her knickers say portside to bearing. crow's nest rifting heavenward's galley. the ship rusting. calibrating its needle point compass.
arriving at le harve. is that so?"



adding that ~ you become lover ~




You call it Ulysses economy encountering hair flung trigger. Mix noun covet verb. Shove I under weather wealth of becoming. Restless to hoo-hoo boogie boogie boilier room.




Suppose a woman comes by. She bye and bi her federal sex tax return is not rammed to her guilt but port to her butt. Not the Porte of old Turkey. And the Ottoman chesterfields of Cteisphon.




Of these birds are numerous song. Medley Rumi darning wool and fairy tale along the river Tigris whirring the floats men have been. Women hailed their hair. You were there with Franny hovering along its ancient craft
.


Summered by the pull.

Sumer to its aging castle. As your bones have done. Clapped ot the ridge the ancient cave seen its day


if the sun-heat flowed into the sea it was combat to rage its gulf.mouths swore this. Felix harried his gun.




Everyone has gained this way. Mona her monks and the others, nun ~ . Szzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.


Weathered by worry. We placed there the setting sun


Not carried by another

But rivered by its intention our cargoe freighted with gold and wainscotting . We boarded the marshes. How she asking marshes as dust whipped its sand in our yes, our eyes yes. It was the swan that rang its ever pullulating yell.

Thus was our yesterday our perilous song ~ .


Everyone gains thus our song. Mona her monks and the nun ~ sssZzzzzzz .


Saturday

UlySseS and Mona




male a marriage made in heaven to toot their saw over


lawn lakes past pedaled Paris.

where does time resist? does it carry watches holding rising day. thighs like penumbras to choose your light. her knickers say portside to bearing. crow's nest rifting heavenward's galley. the ship rusting. calibrating its needle point compass.
arriving at le harve. is that so?
yes she seems hiho her navies galivanting to the pier. or a weed clung grappling hook to her Eve way side rib. not this start but yet star bound to hoar hull he.

Memory is alarmist. Not green as the deterritorialized shore.

Come little feather make your springs work

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Friday

Foucault

Foucault never died. It was a fiction, but that did not make it less real. it was junciton of Dis. By
the river Dis he met his maker. Lots of people were there. Weeping and tarnishing in the level street. the rue of bell. the cow of whether of sheep. dizzy of eye. swept of weep. cared of know. discourse of this that and the winding crease of become. crevasse of these hand held in the dark. over the bier. flower after sweet briar . rose on pen. lilie and tuilip to corral this melody. remember to repeat her fifth weeding vow. Jill hipped the burial this discourse of knowing . sexual beginning pedagogical roof. air to see. its over here hail.