Sunday, June 21, 2015


               Mona's  got a jacket between her legs that says hey nonny-nonny this is most golly-jolly with a hey an ho an this life's most naughty for the taughty for the lossy the lousy?

 This was after reading Klo...  she went skiing 'down' the existential slope her ontological salad a missing wound to her salient summer.

   One  of the fifth and last? what summer brings? who knows the hammer of repetition charms out its difference to the god-sake of the becomings

what body seeks its snow? 

      ____ the sweat of her promise.
 the promise of her sweat & taste.