the gelding lottery

wayward and wasted

Donkey Fandango

a renowned musket
from Mexico
Compact Lifeguards
vibrant explosions

Traffic masterpieces
teacup mussels
potluck gauntlets and stoves

Sundry Doodahs
Dandelion Traffickers
Tear away wraps on gavel stowaways and stragglers

Doom suggested : $10.00

mastiff tragicomedy
mutant salves

Join a vibrant matador of teapots in worshipper straitjackets

expose your canine teeth
Your ligaments torn wantonly — daily!

geezer strangleholds
on samovars & scimitars

tear-jerker doorsteps : $1.00

apropos of
gelatine stratagems:

Win the gelding lottery!

Request more Competence in Lighting

I protest

I demand compensation for my wayward and wasted reading time.

What I’m Reading:

We weren’t making product.

We were making information.

— Genesis P-Orridge / Binary: A Memoir

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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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