Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
NOVEMBER 2011
Brown arm green gaze black boat blown sand barbed wire. Tonight, for instance, I am a wave. We cultivate with iron tea and hours. And sun that tasted of young honey. It was cool, quiet and nowhere. A sibilance of rhythm that works the atmosphere. Buzzards over the field, and crows, then a circus of bats. Love has nothing to do with it. There is no purple evident in the dress. There are mountains in my skylight. I know her arms and legs are moving. I'm obsessed with my pink tights. Smile when she makes you happy. We cram our closet with sunrise. But how does it begin in this world? I always seem to find myself attracted to the same shades of gray. I have to ask why the choice of black tights? The trigger's beautiful and simple. There is a moisture that hangs in the air and surrounds you at all times.  Flowers have never been flowers. Its hobble is powerful as it mounts the outcrop. The practical difference between the two is whether a woman must cover her lower leg. I’d sleep in tights to avoid seeing my translucent Irish skin. And they remember the story of the night. I am in love with that rock picture. It covered the sky with stone.  My stunned and disbelieving eyes noted that on that occasion she was wearing dark stockings. You are puncturing my imported muffler. No god forgives such things.  I had a rather apocalyptic battle with a starving prostitute.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
OCTOBER 2011
I'm in desperate need of some tights right now. Afterward, he removed the weight and let the fabric relax. The toe stitchings are aligned with my toes so no uncomfortable twisting. I can indulge in a rainbow of rich, sumptuous colours on my pins. Great control and they last forever. The thigh bones just aren't long enough because they don't make it all the way up. They really make all the difference. This auction has not developed happily. They comfortably hold everything where it should be! If she does take that coat off she’s wearing a leotard. Although a great pair of nude fishnets are always elegant. Pantyhose solves a lot of problems! In other words, tights I can wear in the Philippines!!! I am curious to see if you still believe that fishnets are for hookers. Just imagine a girl working down the snowy street. I also have a pair covered in bananas, with a different monkey face on each toe. Most of them had pianos. They’re amazingly soft and feel gorgeous on your legs. Finally, it’s time to return to tights. The dense weave of the tights will keep everything appropriate.  I eat the monkey's militias.  It is simple and it is almost not sad. She is literally being eaten by her own tiara. It was blown all the way to my face! If there is a word for them, it’s no word. What do the ghosts say to dreams?  You'll kiss me hard and speak to me. An intimate talisman sealed to a discrete area of the body. There's someone behind the cosmic curtain. Tender obliquity saw it off. A trunk whose every nerve aspires to homelessness.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
SEPTEMBER 2011
But that's nothing to a tortoise. He has to watch the sun and moon from underneath, is all. Modest dress makes a girl only more beautiful. The thrill of speed as we aimed for the cathedral. Everyone will think I painted my legs! Keep for you their mountings most sumptuous. Buying purple tights is very uncharacteristic of me. Lots and lots of fun and funky tights. Because things like steeples piercing sun rays make me happy. Pantyhose are by far the sexiest article of clothing a woman can wear. One big smiling eye on the left and an eye with tear on the right. This week we’re all about tights and tutus. I said the same thing to the weather just this morning. The rest of the time you can count your coin. She and he and the lake are mostly water. So, if you are wearing a black dress, wear black tights; grey dress, grey tights. There is often a fingertip that meets another. An empty space that had somehow given birth to a cat. The forgotten lover glimpsed in the alchemy of the dream. A person's pleasure must be his own serious business. I wish I had a velvet bikini. Seven elephants standing in the rain. I pretty much wear tights throughout the year. My hand touched a leg in nylon stocking but slipped off. I shook my hand and the elephant took his leg away. I love how the pattern of the tights gives the pumpkin so much personality! And I'll take good care of my nylons. Those moths in November, where are they now, do you think? I like the idea of shimmying into some luxurious cashmere specimens. A great way to keep warm and look fabulous all at the same time.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
AUGUST 2011
Doing everything from lounging to stretching to taking them off. My hat and stockings ended up matching the flowers. When I want someone to look at them and be aroused. Cute boy in pantyhose, who can ask for more? Control a woman's remote control. The moon is growing bigger (young moon). There is something so wonderful about pulling on a pair of tights which you know have been worn and enjoyed by a woman. And tried to get women to engage in sexually explicit conversations about pantyhose. And wait for that little marble squirrel. Though iridescent between hedge and pine. Blown umbrella, arrow reversed in wind. Turns out all the other judges wore black too that day! Now I understand the circles. He looked down from outer space through all the clouds. I am my own God—why shouldn't I be? They hear him at night pouring out the jar of lentils. Or it might be the Bishop of Bermuda disapproving of my night life. Lips moistened, opening to speak. Now truth is the pulse where her tongue used to be. Dig with spoons, or you'll fling one over your shoulder. I strike the king with his scepter. There is dependable rain paving your dubious road. This time the dream allows the building to stand. I do trust your thumbs. You can't imagine the wings. Black tights, there's something about them the longer you wear them the blacker they get. As if looking both ways, my hand in your voice. Hosiery can be enjoyed by everybody. Back out, back up, quagmire, circle. A father learns a certain way to close a door. Chinese horror in a woman's nylon stocking.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
JULY 2011
A horse's hoof as it rises off a stone. That you were blameless, that you were luminous. His eyes slid down the front of her dress. The light makes you seem strong enough to scrape off the darkness. I like fashion magazines. But most of all I wanted to see your eyes. Of knowing which bedroom drawer she kept her nylon hose in. If she comes in I'll say I was showing you the incunabula. The ghosted images so perfectly arranged in her mind. Many a married man has had his jilly. You'd be surprised at how much use I get out of these babies. It's not the same as when I flew inside the grapefruit. And he immediately wants to eat all the time and probably does not write poems about the unknown error. You can almost believe that if you were allowed to touch her breast, you'd live forever. Girls wearing pantyhose have always drawn my attention. He made those tights himself. It will allow you to wear outfits that are cute. Try wearing them around your house until you feel confident enough to share your awesomeness with the world! It just depends on how low is low. And so you find a faded dress and soft old rose cardigan with white tights… Does the whip come with those tights? I am always comfortable with body wearing tights. I always feel more confident when I am wearing a dress and my legs are covered. He looks like evil Chinese. I'm torturing my organism and I have to bare my mother's screams to eat. I thought of you yesterday when I was putting on my tights. You can instantly lift any outfit with some cool tights. It's as if the piano tried to bite me. I like the little way the line runs up the back of the stockings. A broken spoon may become a fork. Next time I will kick him with my clogs until he leaves my wide frame of urban cool.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
JUNE 2011
The continents are in pieces, the empire a mess.  I was either looking down at the ground, flailing my arms about or pulling a weird face.  The hands on my ass could not have been my wife's.  And I feel even cooler if my tights are red.  God pardons singers no matter what they do.  I have imagined an ideal death.  Are you in love with gold tights too?  Bring me a snack and some octopus.  Lonely as a single barge weeping its rust in the water.  The unwrapped pair, scrunched and rubbed in my hands, feels thick, spongy, and light.  Pantyhose and tights make my legs look much better.  I remember even as a small child that I wanted to be Daphne from Scooby Doo.  Place something permeable over the top (I used old tights) and rinse the seeds.  And the way the red of the tights brings out the red of your hair.  Light fabrics are feminine and pretty.  Shouldering their bags they trudged, the red Egyptians.  Proud: rich: silk stockings.  A brother is as easily forgotten as an umbrella.  Decadence is hardly dead.  Tan tights are particularly popular in the spring and summer.  Tights are my safety blanket.  They dress you up and make your legs look great.  The best garment for each and every woman who operates, when mixed with a pair of black opaque tights.  Ladies with a fuller figure, you will be spoilt for choice.  Once they pulled them on they had no desire to take them off.  Not necessarily brand, not necessarily Japanese.  When she removed her boots, she was wearing black pantyhose.  But if I HAD to show my legs, it would be only in black tights.  When I first started dressing up to become the girl of my dreams, I was truly ecstatic.  They shined under the light, and showed that I have a wild side. 

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
MAY 2011
But sometimes that's what a song needs in order to survive the time it was born in.  What's half tight, half sock and all genius?  I never knew that days were held together by singing.  I promise you librarians & hosiery = hot.  All the dresses are gone.  How to swim beyond the sharks inside the lake of my own heart?  Tractor trawling brickish dust balloon cloud, hauling.  It may be unique, but you also lose the visual benefit of looking long and lean in all black.  You are that inconsolable sorrow of mine.  You fly over the yard, in our mouths.  I tried shading myself in the bushes to prevent you from being blinded by my hot pink legs.  It is lemon, pure undiluted lemon! These tights feel great on the legs, even if you wear them all day long.  A week of words with no repeated letters.  Now I can’t get into my tights (SO comfortable) and loose fitting tunics (incredibly breezy and cool!) fast enough.  A ship performs just this task, with fidelity.  No dowry dress, we mean no harm.  They are so beautiful that I wish I were more flexible so I could lick my own legs.  And there are poems on the pages of closed books.  After midnight the radio plays a steady ocean.  They are the fab things that come out to play when the cold weather hits.  I never knew how hot a guy could look in a skirt until I saw a guy with one on.  Just by shutting my eyes I can make the sun fall.  Not if you wear nylon strokings, I guess.  The rooster's crow is not against the law.  The blue that falls over everything.  Nothing can save us, nor do we wish to be saved.  They're really warm and comfortable and look smashing with skirts.  Grey tights: I’ve been wearing these a lot lately.  It's like being beaten to death in slow motion.  I love my lacy tights, and they look awesome with dressy outfits.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
APRIL 2011
I’ve waited for you all day, and here you are.  I wanted sky.  And the one you love crosses the room and arrives in your arms.  Wearing a dress made me feel very feminine and sexy.  I think I’m addicted to bright tights.  Cakes grow on rooftops, parrots hold rhetoric lessons.  No animal is more untrustworthy than the cock.  It is, rather, like a very handsome dress, which is worn out through use and ostentation.  I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey.  We will need to search for clues that may or may not be available.  Bend over in a mirror before you leave the house.  They’ve been languishing safely behind thick tights.  They could even look good on a fellow!  There's been a resurgence of the dress and the skirt.  My legs got squeezed real tight.  But is there an opaque alternative?  And when the light catches them, you can't help but stare.  Evidence of a slowdown in corn consumption still is needed.  I think we’ll see more brides displaying their love of tights.  I'm always amazed at the citrus trees.   Women wearing hosiery products ALWAYS look so lovely, so beautiful and so sensual.  A lemming movement ballooning up a misplaced idea.  My arms are open with the breadth of ocean, and I'm plucking smiles from the heat.  I have never in my life wanted to live in Canada.  Do I still think in those little yellow boxes?  You just slip them on your legs, up to your thigh and you're ready to go!  I like girls in tights.  My puffin has communicated with his puffin.  A mountain zephyr blew the sunlight cold.  Some of you have asked me how I managed to wear tights in a country as hot as Panama. 

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
MARCH 2011
They make you feel good about yourself.  One man showing up in tights can cause a whole group of women to change their attire.  Wearing tights during business is very simple and keeps you nice and warm.  (owls are hilariously important)  I was working hard on the Moon.  I hope you wore tights yesterday.  Nothing will make you feel prettier than the joy of silk next to your skin.  Perhaps we can invent a telepathic wardrobe.  Truthfully, I ruminated when I came down from the tree.  You don't have to look hard to see that the light is always leaving.  One body that is its own vanishing point.  This weekend will be raining in Barcelona.  Tight blouses unbutton, jackets unzip.  I was a girl torn between love and the idea of love.  The explosion will exceed the necessity of the occasion.  Because there’s something deeply annoying about having to peel off and put away a pair of tights.  Let us be quick and accurate with the knife.  They each of them lived in an eating world.  You will only look weird if you walk around without confidence.  I am pretty excited to wear this dress when it is warmer out with lighter coloured tights.  I wore them yesterday to church.  The wind in the trees betrays more than the wind.  I’m just taking some pictures of this garage door in this alley.  I loved mustard before there was so much of it out there.  My poor bracket fell apart many moons ago!  A girl was in my arms.  Night sounds like an ice cube.  Sometimes I think my face is smiling.  Just before dawn, somewhere in Germany.  And a packet of fresh goat cheese.  Keep them away from bras.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
FEBRUARY 2011
We wear them because they’re easy, they’re cute and they’re fun.  Like the moon that night: my father.  Girl with her hair flowing around the legs.  The caravan is ever farther behind.  I guess that’s why I make corsets myself.  In tights you are still supposed to keep your knees crossed, and your underwear is not supposed to show.  It was a subtle knife, too.  I may have met her in my dreams.  I can wait longer than sadness.  You have to establish who's at the freer end of the strap.  Up her carapace the male creeps.  I need lots of room for my tights!  The pastries were awfully dry.  The bee made me shiver like a rag.  The quality is awesome and the thickness is perfect!  I wanted to extend my leg line as much as possible.  I think I’ll wear tights as long as I want to.  Their sight shifts to pigeons.  We forgot to put the doves away.  Stuff your snake and tie the end shut.  See if you can get some legs under this.  And squeeze the trigger and shoot for the heart.  It’s that tiny sliver of skin.  Can a pair of tights be a masterpiece?  Please excuse my alien hands and the lack of head.  They loved each other but a lemon tree grew between them.  It is true I am a wisp of a woman.  It's sometimes fun to be out of your element and take on the characteristics of the city you're visiting.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
JANUARY 2011
And in the night and at the fading of the stars!  Elders fall for green almonds when they’re raised on bruised stone.  The mausoleum lies behind us.  Possibly ambidextrous, snubnosed probably and presenting a strangely profound rainbow.  And silk stockings show her shapings when he looses hose on her.  Taught himself skating and learned how to fall.  The door is still open.  That a cross may crush me if I refuse to believe in it.  This bountiful actress leashes a harrier under her tongue.  The pink of punk perfection as photography in mud.  The aged monad making a venture out of the murder of investment.  After their battle thy fair bosom.  And still a light moves long the river.  But first get a wolf.  I would get into a blame there where sieves fall out.  I would like to send a cormorant around this blue lagoon.  You must buy me a fine new girdle too.  And with that many clothes on, interpretive dance wasn’t exactly an option.  These words are empty and equivalent.  As if the dirt needs to know if I belong to him!  Dig deep into your hosiery drawer and pull out those trusty opaque tights.  Just the wolf at the edge of the village at first.  It's extremely hard for me to get hot.  I still look professional, feel sexy and feel comfortable.  I sort of have a weakness for tights, which stems from my love of wearing skirts.  Beneath her feet the melancholy garden will turn bright green.  The polka dots get wider as my leg does.  The vowel of an owl/the owl of a vowel.  I am comfortable kayaks in the summer.  The rules still allow me to wear any tights I want!  I would suggest wearing black tights for a more chic look.

Posted 12:00 AM by Brian McCloskey
DECEMBER 2010
This is where optical illusion was invented. Or a special organ for what trickles through the hourglass? It's downwind and upwind at the same time. Who will love in your hollowed carapace? Green tights and an owl. Good to know the tights status in Tokyo! It tasted like any other wrecked thing. Girls’ clothes are a lot more fun than boys’ clothes. If your dress looks good on your body then your tights will too. The gruff man wrote about sex, and everyone stared at the floor. And then there are misses. The ribbons scarving trees were pink. Gods of moderately impressive rocks. As a former Catholic schoolgirl, I was always partial to wearing high socks. I’ve had a love affair with lights in my head for the past couple weeks. Love your red lips with the red tights! And in that instant, accordion of skirts lifted. Soft against the skin and comfortable to wear. A circle that becomes a wheel and is not a sound. I am so in love with all the ruffles! Soft, flowing, feminine yet striking. Can we just talk about how amazing this garage is for a second? But the punctuation was unpredictable. And they are singing about how they love each other. I would give you mine for some of that black tights magic. Next to some frozen water which makes the fur vest look even warmer. I can't know how little I'll be missed. It was good breast, young and firm. You’re boring my kangaroo. This time we don’t have to stop, honey. I live in black tights.