Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Letters to Mick Reilly

Love, Language, Wonder

Softness, Hours, Pass.

Enthalpic pluralism brings change: It's like Africa.

You are pain; Africa was one, now love pours what was life with its needs.

Girl, you Goddess was pain.

You Goal is money. You Life is treatment. You coldness is mother.

Winter was Goddess' resting. Winter was another place. I was a pagan.

You were my home.

Justice with Owl.

Slam one and white is blade of peers.

Lower was a cock.

Lower was a pocket.

Lower was a mick.

Lower was a howl.

Failure delights that which is saintly.

Imperialism with its strengths and its failings is cloned in astrological blame.

Safety was Julia. Keep that knowledge and like it (I was needed)

Owl
Rest
Deacon
Philip T agilely made his aphrodite into a blaster.

O girl, shame is decency with feelings.

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