|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- ABAXIAL USUFRUCT--THE SECOND ELEVEN <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Abaxial Usufruct  ||  -------> (Cup SUau002, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Au012   | TWO PINK CHALKY PELLETS IN MY MOUTH Here I find wooden walls not wood baby spheres jumping with insane vigor cool black plastic smooth in its confidence I find all there is to experience like yellow cardboard like liquid gold in a tube like textured metal cold to the finger Here I find all that is in my life Here I find the fact that I'm no more asleep than on TV Here is the conclusion Here is a cold shadow of what love can deeply be not fluids not clouds yet clouds Au013   | VOTARESS I saw my finger of painted colors. I saw my hand in bluish light. I saw my nose a blurry flash. I saw my legs a rush to the train. I saw my whole self dancing with a vacuum Au014   | BACQUAINTANCE BANE Dank blended heart pleasing all morons in matters of affairs of the bit match smoldering in saliva sanguinely. Less else is nonsense to snare bareful bugs in neat supple vim college caterwaul blaming of the vane stupid awards in afternoon breezes. Au015   | IDIOT NOURISH Hapashoooo Sneeze -- a momentarily bliss into oblivion but safe -- like leaning onto warm Sane Am I? You bet! Geeple gandellop stoopyoop karkle carple idiotic nourishment Au016   | APEX DITTY Remember the day the place in the air I'm covered in cloak black as bleakest night my eyes are glares that fire my desire I walk down a dusty road orange twilight of horses and wagons and folks and crying babies a clang of metal turns my head this is my adopted family though I am a stranger they are trusting and I could kill them if I wanted to but for now they are good companions for the walk and it will be very long until I sleep a hundred years Au017   | THE RED OF GOD The wind tickle my ear! With my new rifle of yellow and red I shot a duck Many a static you followed in misunderstood scientific Until the red of god ate the monsoon of insane These are the slides of our trip to the Lord's cardiovascular system The making of the grave (a truly androgynous affair) Au018   | HAPPY VISIT Candle burns I feel like yelling asleep next to her envision a street rumble from afar aware of my breathing ripping magazines to shreds only yellow pen with which to draw here in the nowhere a desolation with this and that. Au019   | TOO MUCH CAFFEINE Farmer delights in tarps ablaze cramming prim sandals into split walls old and my head meanders in a maze and zany puppets of meat are rolled. Pretend to seem bored in the lighted alleyway of 1975 cringe as your friend is a dick to those girls coral poop threaded daintily so I think I'll be on my way if your hair's in curls. Bad ratio follies on Friday motionless glass harbinger of rainstorm and more than likely I'd say, what the fuck is in the basement? Au020   | ENTRANCES IN BLISS Blap a stupid imagined slam here and now damn these dreams broad thoughts on dreams chair balancing outside inside driving standing sitting lying I don't pretend to comprehend this pavement's view of the sky it's weird to be aware of your neck better is vapor buying them in nothing buying them nonsense as delusion is granted delusion and confusion are not meant Au021   | NEVER DAZZLE early morning sleet railroad silence yarn sections enhancings arcticvisionquells dizzying to do bishop cracks turpentine infusion buddhists all over Au022   | MISHAP 77 so stupid a stove vapid back room insect mahogany do dials evaporate tell us your life Donald Disney Walter Duck     hang glide accident -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----