an eddy in the bitstream

Month: July 2006 (Page 1 of 2)

Mailing Lists

Sometimes the mailing lists I’m on offer poetic spam too:

see the garage, too: a long gray intestine, its doors wide open. The trucks “Very well, Fletcher. Remember what we were saying about one’s body I looked up and felt a catch in my throat. I couldn’t utter a sound. I precision flying is a step toward expressing our real nature.Everything

Through what we …

sins? Maybe they had gotten Buzzard? That bastard, he’d drown his own pulled out of his dive from seven thousand feet, a long gray streak firing “It’s not the ‘Borscht,’ it’s pronounced ‘Borshch.’ How many times do I rule holds for us now, of course: we choose our next world through what we

I’m holding my breath, damnit! “through what we….” what?!

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