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The Unsociable Sphere of Swollen Curlicue-thoughts

A woman, who looked a cross between Mexican and Goddess, appeared in my front yard, holding keys in her hands (no dangling) and what appeared to have laid eggs in the laundry room, took on the role of Gargoyle and returned later that afternoon to ask if the house could possibly be leased. I thought later to tell her it was already on a leash. I also thought later that the wind must have taken her away. And now, Someone is in a car driving down a quiet, dark, snarling highway with a box of my dreams in their hands. This is her and she is not herself, this woman.

posted by: DerrickTyson at 10/08/06 09:57 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  15 October 2006 - 04:06

 

Intruiging.

Jackal

#2  30 December 2006 - 05:46

 

OOhhh this one's fun.. i'm trying to go to bed..but your thoughts.. honestly. are delicious
you
are so
gifted ;)

Aliboo

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