Monday, January 25, 2010

"I tried to do my best but I could not" (pb)

Just leaving them burn _ burn in the wrong generation _
don’t ask me to do _ time of burning burn him _ exspendative _
checking it _ i tried to do my best but i could not _ your
confidence may be shattered it doesn’t matter _ supposeably
writing a novel _ local fruit _ tandoori chicken & a great big
bottle of wine _ a fresh carrot right out of the little tiny
garden _ still with the top on _ you’re not forgetting
what you’re doing are you? countest the steps of the sun
still kicking _ _ wrying _ trying to write _ obvious ink marks
on paper _ underscore understroke undersign _ ski area
boundary do not cross _ calculator alligator _ it’s not as if
you can be ignored _ crackpot schemes _ do you know how many
people die of asthma every year? _ the second most radioactive
object in the solar system (after the sun): chernoble meltdown _
i can’t beleeve her mother let her do that. _ i have to
replicate every other day _ everything is under control _

come up come up come up! _ see! see! see!
unexcuse for not doing yer chores _ hey you kids get outta that
plum tree _ good contractions _ brazilia seventy three wordcount
five thousand seven hundred & sixty years since in the beginning _
just before independence day (brazil) _ (+ mexico) find the mind _ stayin
sane stayne _ wind chimes mind chimes _ novel writing program _ emptying
long time _ _ normal doing at this time _ karma? karma?
got it? ye old overcomer _ can not get his attention across the
street _ chucking in the towel _ what round are we in? _ _
shoulda maybe on yerself _ full quiz dome _ gone bye bye _ if
it was a no fools _ are you for getting? or are you against getting? _
might be labour writing _ working it off _ working it out _ must
be a plays _ why this bothers you so much _ eedee _ not W D _
rice on the bottom of your sock limp _ it’s automatic scroll! _
girly stuff _ talking about yourself in the third person _
rotting concrete _ letting in the cold black night _ wandering
around the house looking for a quiet place to write _
you don’t expect me to squeeze another line in down here do you?

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