Saturday, May 05, 2007

Shadow Culprit Pollinator Bottom

I fell asleep on the tabletop hockey game underneath the bed. Ezra Pound reclined atop the box where Tony and Shelly keep their sweaters. "Fat panther, lay by me," he said. "Wet cat gleaming in patches."

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