Saturday

In the moon

This is once upon a time. Memoirs of a trickster versus the traitor   ~ Plateau 96 ~




"In June Jack said to Mona who was hiding away in suburbia.


I like to rock n roll, andI like to rock an' roll with You!Is that my fault ?


Is that your fault??


A little machine got knit between us, and thereAint nothing wrong with that,There aint nouthin you or me can do! 
 Lean in closer! you trickster ! no one's saying it's good or bad, but hold your cunt to the future it's the only becoming on the go, the move, the  mend.  On the mend


Achoo Achoo! Jack said to Mona: It was a day a day like any other, Or something like that.




Like that he said turned the corner of my desire my wildness Mon territoire, et j'ai dit, je ne sais pas . 


The train might be going with me to good old Toronto down the 401 or the plane, or. 


So we gotta see, and 1030 is so early make it 11 And then the Philos are thinking and 


Yes it is and and One combines them to find the alchemy of contact the machine rings and the desire machines buzz and hum. till then " Said Jack and then Mona sighed with relief."


Then she telling the other they aint no more gadget and contraptions but desiremachine ensembles  ~  as marble to ball bearingss  ~




 Cause she knew Jack still like her, and more. Because she knew
that
railin'
                                              'gainst the veiling vellum  ~  as for whores scenes certain whores just never never never give up  ~ the deception of their cloak and dagger   ~.


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