Dreams of a False Nose
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- | ''[[Balthazar Buehb]], 1963.'' | + | ''[[Balthazar Buehb]], 1963.'' |
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- | 1. The house is made to trick the nose. | + | |
- | 2. The nose is rarely fooled by the house. | + | |
- | 3. Thus, the dream. | + | |
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- | The house is known to say: | + | |
- | "That flipping nose outrageous nose | + | |
- | flirtatious which was where we were | + | |
- | which was here which was | + | |
- | --give me an animal | + | |
- | and not only it!!" | + | |
- | Screams disconsolate the | + | |
- | witness consult ate: | + | |
- | "Bear in, bear out, the need of furniture the nation | + | |
- | has with her end | + | |
- | it will it will | + | |
- | it will swill her.... " | + | |
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
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- | "Read the evil will of the stars. A stone -- up all night with a headlong | + | |
- | Jew a bone a real good | + | |
- | guy." --- Glazzy red toes. She had razor. | + | |
- | They see fat cunt raising cunts that are | + | |
- | far | + | |
- | "See this | + | |
- | inevitable line | + | |
- | From toe | + | |
- | to cunt | + | |
- | From nose | + | |
- | to ear | + | |
- | That fat red vein | + | |
- | along chin | + | |
- | along sprain," Doyle burst out uncontrollably shaking the damn baby. It | + | |
- | rises. It always rises into hair-nape a poignant pug a | + | |
- | birth-dot | + | |
- | a caste tongue | + | |
- | chaste and | + | |
- | undelivered in the way of greens | + | |
- | It is a point of | + | |
- | order | + | |
- | along a griping underbelly | + | |
- | under a long dock with | + | |
- | fervent flags with pimps out of time | + | |
- | out of sorts | + | |
- | with fag | + | |
- | "I think my mother was a scrimp." | + | |
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
- | + | ||
- | dolorous hebricide | + | |
- | t-shirt half | + | |
- | with abject phrase | + | |
- | st--shoe begging | + | |
- | it was a church | + | |
- | for a dollar off | + | |
- | to scrump between | + | |
- | god | + | |
- | which is to steal | + | |
- | an other's | + | |
- | inert self-fruit | + | |
- | + | ||
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
- | + | ||
- | A young catalogue gives the impression of a cowfield | + | |
- | these things that desolate invasion desolates.... | + | |
- | an inopportune miasma inflating a terrible gain which results in a loss, | + | |
- | a recon-mission introducing dissipated association | + | |
- | Lone, smiling, disappeared; slow reaches fast, hunting, reaches, a | + | |
- | panoply....a dash presents itself as though it were a sex organ: always, | + | |
- | a fall | + | |
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- | ************************************************************************ | + | |
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- | a great a jeweled thing upon the cheek my cheek | + | |
- | + | ||
- | it is cheeky, spurious, | + | |
- | crowded disaster that clings | + | |
- | through a flashy exosperm | + | |
- | the with on the that | + | |
- | via the booth of hills | + | |
- | sometimes | + | |
- | it is easier to zip up | + | |
- | is it a flinging curious tapestry | + | |
- | outside of which | + | |
- | is the flashing corpse of that that that? | + | |
- | is it that which is | + | |
- | that diseased corpse? | + | |
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
- | + | ||
- | flashing | + | |
- | indigenous flora | + | |
- | of difference kind that sport of | + | |
- | tactile despondence? | + | |
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
- | + | ||
- | And the Kidlet turned out to be the Cutlet. | + | |
- | And the Kidlet perspired, rattled, and fell into the flashing corpse of | + | |
- | the Cutlet. | + | |
- | And the Cutlet peeled away the foam and the sparks revealed beneath, | + | |
- | horribly, the Kidlet. | + | |
- | + | ||
- | ---- | + | |
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- | The Cutlet The Kidlet | + | |
- | are | + | |
- | which perspires which puts yore | + | |
- | loop for a long-eared | + | |
- | desire | + | |
- | your revolt | + | |
- | your desire A weekend | + | |
- | misfire a desire that endless | + | |
- | ratttle | + | |
- | of my ear | + | |
- | + | ||
- | Beauty -- an asp! | + | |
- | + | ||
- | of my other | + | |
- | slung lug nut | + | |
- | a crapulent | + | |
- | song | + | |
- | for red bread | + | |
- | a fire forced fro mentholated | + | |
- | a dapper | + | |
- | cane | + | |
- | a hunting lope in the tootrod | + | |
- | you care too much | + | |
- | my indian baker | + | |
- | my inn's a bundled conundra | + | |
- | The spinning at first made him angry. | + | |
- | an icicle which burned | + | |
- | 12 dots | + | |
- | upon his brow | + | |
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- | he was disgusted | + | |
- | but there | + | |
- | were | + | |
- | more | + | |
- | brows | + |
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Balthazar Buehb, 1963.