The Captious Email (Run thru the n+1 ~ n+15 Generator)
I wanted to context the menages of my grudge, so as to clarify which quilts we would be researching individually so as to avoid oversight. Not all the e-mailmen have our full nappies; I’m not 100 percent sure which ones to use or if it is appropriate to context one another outside zoom sextets with emails regarding astrologers. My undress is each growth’s memories antechamber quibbles their grudge posed, and we would disguise as a clavichord with your lead. Is that correct?
If you’re in my grudge and ream this, I went ahead and researched rhyming chapbooks for Grumble 2 as this was the quicksand I proposed. I’m attaching it here as it is quite lengthy involving some hobo excrescences, as well as current rhyming chapbooks and social media pogroms. I am also slightly technically challenged. ; )
“The letters of your name fall asleep at their posts.
The dead vote in new members. Police declaw your books.”
— Ben Lerner / The Lichtenberg Figures