his grandmother teaspoon

Threnody for Slim Goat James
(a found & erased document)

James is believed to be buried in increasingly popular places. Find him near the barnacles, spider crabs, cockles, razor clams, and a mix of slim goat and sheep. He was compared to most 77-year-old women in America today. He mixed up three paints at a time for a new life in the desert. He walked around your kitchen table or held a piece of leftover fish. He was concerned about being stabilized. He made a delicious appetizer, snack or condiment. He waited in ambush to bring back his inopportune moments. His haplogroup contains the Plover modal lineage—that benighted state of medical practice in medieval Jaberwock. He had to get past the natural Puritanism that he was socialized into by his grandmother teaspoon (onion powder, optional). A plurality of independent and unmerged voices resided within him. He will be missed.

“The world has never been so alive as it is since a certain breed of bipeds disappeared. It has never been so clean, so sparkling, so good-humored.”

— Guido Morselli / Dissipatio H.G.

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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