U-Toliet

Nothing has happened in the universe recently. everything is good at an equal pace. Good to be on line again Hello all

Last cause of a paranoid conviction
find the tape left in the dash
of Kheinholz Model T

Glorify your god ridculing the pennence
of backward of the confused
Unjustifed carpenters under a disguise
of the family man

Tips on spirals spins the printing
Cavitating the marker
smacking the sinner
the cross dressing idiot
17th century makeover
wigs and dots Combination
pokadots cramped in tight laced garments
swing in step
a salutation to the stars

Heavan welcomes the heathen after the supper
shaken and suffered on the table of beloved mouse
beloved cheese broken haul empty barrels without crew

All the beauty of this apartment found in the crumbs
of broken bread shattered hour glasses sniffing pavement
Shifting iron ore arms
shifting Iron ore arms

The giving is the salutation
The giving is the relaxation
The giving is the confrontation

No canid speech is as quick as
The thief, the Raider of a canoe
paddle on fly on
in the shadow capsule
visitation of a Jesuit

Friend says I can never write a lick
Then I told her you just did.

When sleeping sitting still in bed
I jump to the opportunity to do some dishes

I measured myself today
Gravity has way of stretching the boiance of my fat

When the trememdous need is vacent
the lasting impression of sand and glass occurs

One tends to push ones belief out
One who is in need of a science

Lately I am haunted by still water
Lately I am haunted by machines of brass and polished steel.
None of these machines tend to recover tend to discover
without the truth of ones own hand.

Ever wonder what the profession of your making is?
Ever wonder how far the profession of your life will take you?