Partial ingredients: we fleet of feet; what do we see? market bustle-rama, cola placement, boy ninja, flight information | home neighborhood office, with meat and happy technology, some tentacled foodstuffs. consume this, fill the void | blue monkey mediation of german wall text; throw in bedded camel | something bad has happened in yellowland | see how trucks and many other things are made; put them in place | centrally orbiting highspeed objects
Partial ingredients: it's a bath of light and texturization, hop in | dare ya not to keep singing "take it on the run" with the red-eyed birds and bubblegum boys | in here, cars and more are kept, each portal unique, a lovely set of doors; 99? | couldn'Ât we all just be him, congealed of the chaff of memories/hopes/documentation | momma's best stemware takes a beating; sound at the heart of it | C3PO gets to work, shakes 'em down LA-style, hits the beach too | it piles on, the paint, the pics, the paper | to close, a prayer to think; it'Âs flare to ink
Partial ingredients: robot-riding caterpillars trash shadowland, wearing skivvies | probably not really a sheriff in-betweener | dang: jazzy little anthead/bean dance, woop! | that little cube wants to be with its people, her letting the taffy tube stop in canât be good | always all about the greenlight and its shadows | follow the kelpie noodles to the pipestone; youâre there | when the tennies hit the wire, your visit is o-o-over | butterhouse rocks: inside, quite a mobile little world | in venice, the women moisturize late at night at the doors of the cathedral
Partial ingredients: Liquid highrises stiffen up; then, chagallian beauty mosaics | pow, b-b-bad white-on-black lines erupt, it's fun | who's the patient in pain? hurtles down the hall, the oily eye doesn't like what it sees/feels | saturated family: dad comes home, mom's soaping sinksful, sis ecstatic with her new pearls, all on first take | sort of future spybusiness in cheap suits; it's retrogear on parade; eat your apples | 3 orbs chase, text imposes | agents of the future assemble an accretion collage; politics and paint point the way away | neon clockworks twitchin' for ya | one more pigeon on the planet; this one heading into the groc shop for mayo and milk (soy); v. odd
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I'm really glad I stumbled across this. Excellent!