i watched a seamstress and thought of a curry

war is living in two dimensions
       i watched a woman sow and build clothings long enough to cover her feet
with some room to trip on
      she thought it worthy              elegant      and took to lines like the grayed woman
who has felt the wind and rye       freed cold jeans bought in cold malls and shouldn't of had to
                the moment spent in thread
loop one needle small      curled fingers
nails grow how they may
             skin building       with fingers passes me as politics
                            passing rich fucks who just have to lean in and wear the nearest tie
she
     sowing feathers given you in silk clean and ill-cleared
                           and will obviously give again
the fatted calf
        with dress and clothe
                                               pork belly is in fashion
                                 has slidden into it again             like they want it to
again
blood double o'ed and built to thrive
                       us both      
      no matter the color of ones silk if one can afford it that is
keep it it so it does
                                        makes it their own dimension
          because in the middle of sleep its like death only the ambiconscious mind knows its got it
and will mountain avalanche conceding nothing dry dick
                blink fuck everything      because it can    
duvet                    the gift until you get up and make some coffee

           the hands are telling you even if you think about it or not
there is a plain
       plan pardoned in money and pain and silk
                                           enough money parkons     the pain is pardon blue label calico or
sssssst johns wart or
       calico     or harringbone      of bone face tattoo      of trycep               deep breath
or trycept      deep breaths
              google lays with both

                                                                        as it floats by

                            trim color
wool and linen tied by your own hand     she knows and wears

confidence        
one level        a beautiful  seem      contending affection     towards
    level
looking up there is so much

                                slot care with color    
and movement
plant toss like its tote bag sympathy  
      eat a salad                          maybe with vinegar
                              and give it away
            but obviously don't because its you and there in takes alot to come into
                    the walls have been built and so does the counter wait groans

              weakness or master as she he it grows weak in time and aesthetic mouthes
shoulders knows whats happening all the time

                                                            as eve changes colors and death takes to       next one
curry your invention      
eating soup    as it does
                                             lavender is a word
                                                           and so is
            so it laundry white or wall
warding off it the doesn't it dosing it the whole time              
                                    how dew       in morning stilt
with coffee and or wine
                       do        and or doughy doubt takes its proof
    as to not take the next one as it does missing most things as they are and it come
for sure she threads
                  the clothe as i           finger  affectionists torn  in measurement still
       despite their best effort
pursuing pressure          under
     pressure    double ss             mistress        master of most  
           batteries are low                            they have notices
                  the silk sliding away
and must charge with souless snake once more the wire lays souless as seemstress makes her mark
                        once more
  she weares is clean once more
                                           it lays finds its good as it does once more
wrong       rot to the core    
                             in root growth
oncem       ore              mind
     minded      
less      is more                         as mckenna might do
       even he said they let him
      and will counter as does their do it in life living while
           it dies its death in a cage     so living does the capture live its death whille      it looks with

a double ll                     so take it as it does
                                                                               ilk death
                      sow your best in spit of cure it does
the fight continues
                                  she in endowment folds the clothe  

i don't mind being cold i just hate getting cold

i don't mind being cold   i just hate getting cold.
  and Bob knew that
one plays the cords correctly or    with in          reason     all the time
        a we're on reason is similar to a war on reason
but fingers dance and limbs do too

                               and in dance the does so and doesn't in such a way that tone and dues
can't cough enough to laugh leaguer leverage
     spaces meal less now         its the push to death that makes us all feel so lame
i think its died before and still needs others to kill for it so it letters
          their ability to lie could not reach the end despite their need of it  
and could continue
    if      note caries note         once
it takes the mistjuf                     and breaks every thing it can

                                  and their are fires in california and they are happy about it
noting the homeless as a point carrying more then the fire destroys   to their point
    if they can             carrying death behind death       as long as death can be carried they will
with tongue curl it around while falling
     
                                                                    you it could realize its using the same force as we/i/it
and the battle is lost/won/wilt/welt/
   wheel maneuver french words to move along less wallowing please
           the skin            in unattested    glory in argument and sway is better to julep in ones face next time
 once again
                                 because of the wins its won    
build a glory hole is the idea so all will come to be manipulated
         the nearer we get the less time words have and its things lost that i and it fights for
and there in the thing becomes raising the dead stopping the beat placing
raiser bed 80
's stripes with knife and skin   slasher self
                                 how to develop the sequence.              
keep you till the end   jonathan bree

without the payout its not needed

at times the erratic is giving kiss lips as close as tulips
toast as you slips
boasting it down as do       eclipse
solo chains giving it like the kin
     as sins does it
saturday ghost pants live is does salve it
  to  caustic casualty
    the time  is like
grievance
  like eva very     think it
                cary cary core it que it
to its continence              like eating the fatted calf instead of offering it to the savior
who is the only one who deserves it right
                 and its both          without the pay out its not needed  and release ones self from the
smoke and teethe and skin and guilt and sight of death
      give life its second chance         because the art and self have been chafed chased  and schemed too a death much worse then death its self
          that is to say doubt
a doubt in self        with plots of penguined peter prances deciding this it where we are and where we will stay  because its black and white
               and i wish i still smoked cigarettes
     
                    the strength is there and the indifference is pointed in the correct direction
missing nothing of course
      the way in witch it goes     such is p0litics
                          the sounds of Olive and Alm is bottles and bottles
make up the monster piece separate the candies     dose and dose and dose and dose and
                wake up         but really make
    sure
its wake up you want
       its wake up you want
                                    not post or color or lamp or threads even tho they keep you warm
it was the many after all that got us here
                    and i only have campari to drink now
but have drank and forgotten what frank o'hara said
                                  when writing about your future
or get naked           or blink            or run the jewels
it might be up to you for now