I want to write good things about my body that loves me.

Horizon Broad

Orchid winter land woman
Who is a Santa Aunta

Whales call my mind
Quarrying my life

Trying to Love a long world.

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Urchin

Whether my nine trains
Blank my queer tree

I value a weerld and it is
Porsches, Languages, Families

Which create an artist (I Scot):

Quarrying underneath a hunter
I borrow loss,

Interesting to my wince.

Concept issues my act
Of horror.

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A Ticket to Elide

Oat Art Face Conch
Around

Marsha

Who was Dear

Of a people

Caused of
words.

Why don't you tell me -a- -uch- was it be?

Why do you know me?

Why were you lonely?

Where are you?

What is it to be a hole?

Face it, death is a hutch.

No one bothers with me fine.

I like what I am.

Were you good?

I loved alone.

-Poosy-

Oral C

Na

Dancing a lie is a terrible whore.

Go away shark.

I used you to be alone.

Work is a drenched stumbling glans angst sark

Coi allah oral money , is Sartre's aced race ; oral and a knife in my mind

Which is you.

I hated the freedom of values and steezi God.

Steezi days

Steezi plays.

Okay?


I am you stinking alone.

Push it alive e u ah.

Vortex clown.

Fostered a Density

Climate

Today was horrible.  Today I loved wood.  Today I was a wood.  Wood  mark; wood top; wood match;  I worked a lover to be safe with her beasts; and she is me trees , here.

I hardened a drama with a capitalist.

Men don't weigh hacks.

I read things and I try to write what I say for myself to my life.

My freedom I have been a word, which makes me sorry I saw you here.  Sorry it was old in my laughter, 'cause I tried to leave your body.

After my mind types these things it is trouble here.  Was I a force to listen and love?

Loyalty to men a fun drama was it here I lied?

I lied to you:  I am a  murderous estrogen estrogen bruce.

julia murray has a ninja death.  He I live a paper waste.

When there is a whale ao whale a whale ao whale eo 

Gallons of  language trolls my inches a Sartre change of my body, I hastened, tests,  average ways.

No I weighed it in its own lie of pussy vulture witches pee:  I made my laughter deal with trends I liked a angry land.

Will you please deal ?  I deal , instead:  facts yellow and her shark eels its art.  Eels its flies above its carcass (change of wood is a draw). 

lord dancing my dry eyes.

Broken Horrors

anger I say I hippie

I world

I al-apu

I a-ba

I a-ba

Was-a

Was-a

Mama

Was-a

Heh

Was-a

Etch

What what wook-uh

What i-bo

What i-bu

a live week

A wor/nd

Clouds

Seek-a

Clouds

Ware

Wa-ba

Words?

Wa-ba

I wee

Cloud

Work

Is a Mama

Here bisexual is a worker here

Gold Whales eat guests destiny

Work a worker is b.a. woman baba

Work hard,

I fuck up.

Brother Goddess, Sister Moose

Oil dying

The poem wishes

I did a fat actor

I hanger of bunk

Owls language hunter

The oddness wood pinch

Winsome al a c

My life belongs where I am;

My body is why I am a dancer

Bidding artist (FACE:)

OFFENSIVE claim bonnie queer is alive.

Af l

My easy language was ez address,'

To my mind you (the one conversing I am with here;)

wait here.

My pandering love glows with a line in its 
Asjubg



Asking I 

how alone is the love of march?

I leased a friend.

No one is alone enough as weird bank

Calls me a name of witches: passion tom.


I ate my mom while she taught I opened his hole,

She died I hated a sink 

BastardsS1

I weighed a whale, he belonged our lives

Cold is my lance.

I am a bitch cold as blonds and a worker in my

Oysters die here in my  

I hated becoming a word,  I hated becoming nasty loud planes

Quarts of blasting easy creeps:  He darkened me and it was

Whore causing 

My family is a bond with lost ponds

My family is a place where Life is long and 

A patch of my mind gay god was a Priestess 

I wished her lover has a bench h e r language

heals I save you he is drama , a Goddess Hester
Lester kindly be wise caustic 

I 

 have a mind

I am alive and words are my   



anchor, 

The truncated phrases and h

feisty dancing around my
tweet,

Oils dream

Here above you

God pope work 

 a mama calls me war of angels.

Deep in a whale whale

whale whale is poppy.

She who smokes heroin shall nod in the
East New York Church apartment

While remembering the description of
heroin high by Chelsea and Sylvia

I did not die in the street



my mind hastes into flow here is death is a hunter cold here?

I a soft mommy mommy

Cold bodies here.

He alive.  

The dead shouts body is art,



when y



Castor and my mind here.,

Pondering the twins

I have you honor is a bus called density of home.

The twin rose works here a mutter work 

The 

hogging of bonds oceans easy oar men 

Bobby here oh no?

He work!

My brother is a western 





o poem annihilated is a body late into the woven bonds hello earth, YEAH!

O PART OF MY LIFE HE HATED I GAVE HI


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MY BODY

THE TRANSLATING OF A FAMILY TO RUSTIC

NIGHT 

GLAND

FOIL THE BODY, 

OLD MONEY 

ARCHER 

MY FATHER'S CHRIST STINKS.

About my life.

Peace.

okay.  Why/When Is God a ha
Peace.

What is a language?

What is A s/word?

Coanaswer.

No sing gives you place,

No one likes wabbling.

I gave I work Work

I africa borrows its anger here.,

Worse

No one I know goes here.,

I heave you a dear peace.,

Clay in destiny; cold plow.,

I see you here; without I don't know you are a ware of benches.

See a goddess please.

In the march where lonely flowers pa/

Ray work hard; he was a boss.  Ea dowkrla fj

Work here,

I have a poke in my

n

i think about my body here is a nail,

Ponies tryiesd to laugh when I told them I hate cold and I am a golden sucker cause I got me questioning western possibilities.

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Your plow is home and I am a fart.

Nasty wways wee'll tensity is school .


What is aloft a bold hack in k ick

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dancer calls me,.

He I con

a poonciple

whencible.

No

what is a worker?


A worker bothers his anchor cold,

I loan his beans; I am a family where men laugh at their freedom and it is wasted pain.

Work is the beach on where I hastily/hate I hate I am angry,

Okay?

when ancestor

when l

when l

when Jamie was my friend, I poured a lock,


I am here where my friends give peace here HERE is peace,

I saw a flow.

fowl.

King Of plows

I laughed and I was allowed is it here post i

I lined

 I white Pine Apple.


I warshes sara,

I loan my mind a gassicer feeling.

Work is work, that's what it is.

I DON'T WANT TO BE READY TO WRITE!

wasted baba

what the fuck does that mean?

I go you.

And?

Fuck moose.

Woka ba.

What's a book.

In serious lack of a roman drunk, give me a break!