Impermeable to the persistent nag of the sprinkler ban, the naughty boiler lets off steam to bolster the eye shadow of the moon. Unrolling the liquorice, the black goddess of twisted palates glides politely towards the honed vanishing point. Zero to nought in the blink of a flashlight, encrusted in the metaphysics of endless permutations, you witness the booting of the fragile vapour valet emptying his water wallet.
Black vapour
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Black vapour
Impermeable to the persistent nag of the sprinkler ban, the naughty boiler lets off steam to bolster the eye shadow of the moon. Unrolling the liquorice, the black goddess of twisted palates glides politely towards the honed vanishing point. Zero to nought in the blink of a flashlight, encrusted in the metaphysics of endless permutations,…
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Moth-like symphony
Plenty of pearls but no harbour, so it’s no longer a lemon-scented feast for the gents. Put your zoot suit back in the refrigerator; you’re next to gargle with a gallon of moth-like gelato. All of it for the chills sent down your vertebrae anonymously. Be courteous and return the ice-cold greetings with a shiver…
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Flock of eavesdroppers
Fruits lodged in my kneecap hurt like torpedoes. The very reason I never drink my tuberculosis straight from the chalice of amputees. As barbaric as the most sincere hug, the star-studded velcro of my nightgown becomes ironic for not having been ironed during the last ice age. Big deal for a small referendum! In return,…