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Jun. 4, 2007 Crawling ants by the bird’s nest and the apples roll down mountains. Mist and rainbows and the serpents laugh where the beggars dance to smile. One hundred created planets and they are made of soft loud marble in the rock n’ roll night. Schemers and weavers and dreamers. Orange hammers and the barking ducks. Women clad in eternity because it keeps them warm. Streams of iron pills under angel bridges. Silver donuts made from spiritual victory. Dark haired vixens telling the lies for the world’s pies. Crates of milk. Countertop smiles. Beguiling whiles. Playing Jacks. Playing cards. Playing averages. Thimbles full of water. Going for the mountains. Going for the hills. Boxes of comics. Comics of boxes. Mountain lions. She got a metric thread. When you get a metric thread, that’s bad. It’s hard to match a metric thread. I told her since they got em’, you should get em’, and so she did. Way out there someone is dancing to the wrong song. Way out there someone is settin' themselves up for trouble. Crawling ants by the bird’s nest and the apples roll down mountains. ------------ Email Brian Michael Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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