Lanny Quarles wrote:
sugar ray leonard nemoy perversely builds his nautilust from
the dismantled remains of the global war machine manta, a smoky
and gleeful pod of chimerical pines for a home, he reigns
as alphabeast over the tiny misbehaving island of Cyclopian Rocs
where once Sinbad sinned bad, and where Caliph Mickey Mouse
once admitted 'his' Eunicity to Moon Unit Zapata, her huge aloof
skies being investigated by ingestions of Interpretol.
phanero wrote:
this verse is a striated heap wherein I'll, in this mantle, well
up, a thrall to the lupine eye, which, remote and rapacious,
yokes a pattern so infinitely tiny, spieling, spilling chimerically,
the skies, the skeins of the misbehaving sisters.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Harrison Jeff" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Sent: Wednesday, April 05, 2006 3:55 PM
Subject: The Prospect, Lackadaisical
this verse is a strayed hope wherein I'll, dismantled, dwell,
unenthralled, and like the moon aloof, and with obscured glee,
upon space raised huge by pines, spelling, alphabetically, the skies
this verse is a stranded populated stopgap wherein I'll, remandered (the
hell with Mickey Mantle), tell Interpol of, like the moon's proof, and
with obdurate spleen, opting space raised to huge pines, spieling, alpha
male likely, the smoky pod skies
sugar ray robinson caruso displayed just the negative amperes that I,
under-enthralled, perceiving rink rats, cooled over briny fires, stemmed
as certain file functions, goggling at the vision of geese in the atria,
present for intense stock exchange, puttering modestly in the garden
near the winch, spying a gross fantasy a-sail on the rumour of seaside
bling, sweating out the lodge, groping thru handbags for the extreme
message doctored late in the day, raising nimoy on theories of dawn of
the deed and exaggerating the potency of pretending to be a wheel, all
the while relating to the exhaustive exchange between one verb tense and
another, always associated with ratchetts
