lest knight

Cb~ 'combines a work of "aphasia" on language'
aphasia~ as was as was as was aswasaswas

where text text 'gun err end?

eaths. essay stuck . see how weekending takes it.

Busted by busty one. was bliss to her bosom beauty. great roaring alive. gusto~ Saw it. Alive ~ more than other~ s. hope no pills ~




spoke last knight lest knight meeting . dur .... happy faces. most waving o'ver field of crowd.

a flight gliding _tone/deathly quiet at fapaflace _ meaning arrival of noise in morning... no sleep . then.bad... worse to come? worse yet ? O best best to come?

two at back or three to my right. one okay _ look spiritd alive a little ~ what concerns plagued their minds ~ _ they call this mains speaker ~ silly term ~ wrongish language...me
e ~ e ~ ti~ gs something t'a be des~ sire ~ d .. ..

and beside either someone i thought new, or a dead person,a sour death face, flat as pancake. hair greased back. like death. turned out someone i 'knew' half /of-tone.htmltrundle d along. spoke,. we chatted afterward.turns out she was dead. hadnt beent o a meeting in ages."I don't go to meetings anymore" defiance arrogance, how can knight ride her maid ?half knew cry of olde the flags of valour Yet none were there as away there were ...pride of deof oulde le flag o
vanittyath. d .e.a.d ..person. d.e .a.a.d noo meetings ...automactic with some they are dead spiirt. wood of lock death. as bad as poet deaths. essay stuck . see how weekending takes it.

Busted by busty one. was bliss to her bosom beauty. great roaring alive. gusto~ Saw it. Alive ~ more than other~ s. hope no pills ~

was riding riding riding to J and L ~ A poem in 4 Acts ~ . signature post ~

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train arrive station : guga not station of life:cross of :


anj 18/2008

landlady is vacumming and cleanin over my head at supper time. she makes no sense. why did she not do this at
the afternoon. she know s i am under her.

complaint.
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Saturday moring / her daughter is hereoverhead . I can her as always over head. I wake up with feeling in my guts, and sure enough she is here, and they are banging around over my head . I can hear that bird as well. There is no peace here, especially if I am already tired. No peace and no privacy.
io go listen at door ~ she's play with her grand~daughter I retreat cannot angry become ~ yet draggin of table over head moment after ~ other matter as require zen saint buddha t'a becoming ~