ANGELIC CONJUGATIONS
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| abed, abad, abood conjugations on my lips terpsichordic utterans and syllabolical intentionalitisms together - all together make me want to spout, gush the words and phrases that would make you want - literally make you want to - to - to what was it that I was thinking? sprout the twigs and branches like dancing parsibles from whose wooden lips fling their rooted syntacticisms deep under ground aded, adad, adadis, adoont from whose wooden hips |
mary murray mothra of god
the utterance of which they
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abed, abad, abood abantus, abant, abamiamus ... the sky sings its song its translucent denizens whirl in terpsichordic syllabifications play their shadow signs upon the weighted ground whose dirt shifts molecule by molecule against the murmur of roots and sprouting blades and burrs of small crawling things in the holy sepulchraic womb of the earth a breathed Name enwrapts the –
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