when you make cards the snow comes

late let it snow

we're into being
simple with stickers
our head the balloon
begins to lift
w/o
w/in
blue cards
snowflakes on the cover
all around
snowflakes like flowers

Hi-lite, the upwalk home

Series for adjustments. And here we are Decembering. The snow has come and I was not let out of doors. I was letting the out of doors in.

There's a new book out on the FGP page. Check it out and then click the box that says you want to take it home and it will show up there shortly.

In the Streets the children are blobular

like so:



and they will face each other eventually and deal with that hat in silhouette and that plane and that cape and raised fist.

Bending far around Thanksgiving...

give me give me

two main phrases consumers continually bring up...

i've been not so bad in the weather we're having
sew another drink into your face like an expression

these knitting (space) forgeries are so flipping comfortable
you'd hardly know


thursday morning we leave our plants
we planet our walkways and sit forestlike in judgment
over and over and over again
the needles thin and falling

i like nature all the romantics swayed and said
they're drapes. they're dead now but words
and tomorrow i'm building a monument
our hours rented to pile up and clip together

I'm making sure you notify the unsure
of the inserted kilter in the letterbox.
how sweet and so bold.
its a car wreck of alphabets in my noggin.

leaky

my wine dauber. flied loony, like the coop.

tomorrow is a day as we know it. i'll be wetting the traps and setting the bed.

"yesterday i woke up sucking"

vs.

between two colors (name the text) everything

in the beginning is a form of communication.

people go on and on and on (period)

in that pause, bells. a paw the shape of something that rings.

many many chica-gos to winter through. all things go.

This has been
helped by the shuffle
button. Brought to you
by the letter
question mark.