Posted 12:59 PM by Brian McCloskey
JUNE 2002
Squeezed out of a cow? A magician wandered along the beach, but no one needed him. The one with the red fishnets and the black vinyl top. It’s the absolute stocking top truth. You can really taste the goat. One hour later they find their keys in the toilet. Stand by for more honey. I thought he just liked the room. For it is love that I desire. I use habit and routine to make my life possible. This is false reflecting. I followed your napkin. Why are we surrounded by squirrels, and what do they want? You slap the chicken around until it has a glazed look on its face. You are my special possession and dearer to me than all other people. I know things about pigeons. I know how to yell. My son was playing it with a piece of cheese. That leaves only seven more humps. My other friend couldn’t taste his peaches. You stay here and guard my sandwich. I’m searching for a large goat. Yoko jumped over the fence. Why did he have to say that extra thing? You alone suffice: you fulfill all my heart’s desires. So I stared at her legs in the sheerest silk stockings. Somewhere outside a dog was barking. That’s because there was no ice. My net binds the hornet’s deaf grandmother. I don’t know, but I’m sure it had parents.