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- e, dere eik      in die eke with bells on!    with his fingers in his mouth\ with  his  despair  residing in the south " gshyn " or so he said to me...              hesitantly clickety clack on your brain... yrrr breathe -ing painfully. i can't help it (comma)  my lungs are at an angle s  bk hace jean (coma) sprawled  out from within  the jelly jar of passion     that we smear all over each other when no one's looking + with ni -++-----------------------------------------------------------------acin lips biting my arm                       n    i    a    c    i      n      lips      &  holding my bones   to  inspire  mein clickety recording of meaningless maunder jabber chit chat                             & always more clickety clack     % we were climbing the immensely tremendous tree on a cool afternoon in nowhere,  i was hanging upside down thou  wert  cowering neath a low branch while i tried to convince you of evrything     we are slippping ocular spying     we are slippping e'er you climb near     we are slippping all for the sense of touch     we are slippping unable to do anything     we are slippping my brilly inspir  is leaking just don't let your hand slip from my inspiration +a fren o' mein held mein bones, when i was about to collapse. like and ne'er write.. the inspiration" is the name we have assigned to the Os Innominatum. i think that if you e'er have :< "writer's block" then your inspiration [bone] must probably be loose. er, slippping.. so you should get someone to hold it for you.,. Written December 14th, 2001 © on Dec 14 2001 12:54 PM PST   10 • 0