Saturday, November 27, 2010
En travesti, in veer, no corners, no warm gun, no trappings, nor travesty, happiness
Yellow bright bird, very auspicious, to be situated in its traffic, combat, to be made like that--
yoked light heard, every slaughter the shepherd and the killer of sheep switched vocations and this made the sacrifice unnecessary or an aesthetic prance and if you can handle the way it red you were sent the yellow bright bird and told to take her and when you couldn't a romance developed, an intense loyalty, swell, autumn leaves, very auspicious, except were you doing your job, did you bother the allegory, would the job be superfluous if we switched places and you were the yellow bright order, and I was to take away the corner that connects us to the elaborate nothingness of returning, turn it into a nest and abandon it as a form of reaching it. The new thing is that if you can consume the details of my form you will find no constellation of accidents can alter it except it kept getting brighter and you felt very drab about noticing the seven walks as one stride and we watched them diverge to prove it was not worth proving because doubt was the first walk, a dirge so dirty it buckled the golden buckle of the yellow bright bird landing on water to put surface under the second walk