kwairyo

Erg Desert
A region in a desert where sand is very abundant.

A tale less lost than a pair that frost together in a night soon falling.
Whatever let pass to falling soft mass when finding some place to be.
In evenings sent fast fallen gone past a midnight leaving one to lasting.
Kwairyo sends loss to finding however did be.

1. From grassy knoll to bartered hole.
A frolic this would time.
A solient shake to a fostered bake.
A rubber to the mine.

2. Thunder spake of raptured fate.
Queer to all the faucets.
Sordid mate on yellow break.
A fly on the wind of progress.

3. Something whole to your mothers mole.
Sniffing all the while.
Furthered late a pinkly pate.
A prince...
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this is sort of surprising. i havn't been on this site for about a year and my profile is still around somehow. sort of funny to see all this stuff again. i guess i should put a real picture up and not just the netsuke mask on a puppet i made.

last night I dreamed of a boat journey.
the pushes and mules thought the rudder had stretched too deep into the sand,
If this lasted any longer we would have to eat the camels.

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i feel like an old man today- so i wrote a story about one:

Down beneath the reeds in the Western Garden there lived an old man.
There he stooped beneath green pine trees and gathered their fallen brown needles for his winter tea.
Every day he would come and collect dry pine needles for his tea.
He said they were fine trees and there...
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gotta find a new studio.........