Like it says at the top, An Experiment With Words...
Honey voice recedes from my hand into looped oblivion.
Experimental anarchy decidedly scattered amongst the stars.
Wretching lung dispatches lower
sequence of primordial dinner valley.
Echo of strange phantoms whirling voraciously
toward the greasy dynamo.
Eclipse of ideas and strategic vineleaf.
Catterwauling roadkill dancing twice, three times on the TV.
Jotting down the pillow surplus,
code of apocalypse and featurelength destruction.
Dust hangs in the air.
Shifting columns of fervent sunlight
unveil the secret Atman fantasies.
Gelica bells chiming the Pratchett worlds
of carpet universities.
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An experiment with words.
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