THAT TYPE

And so. After the miracle?
Words in muted brail, Jac-
obean texts impossibly
scribbled.

And so that’s probably adding
Up to the.

CRASH!

The historical Shakespeare took turns at growls and whimpers around the lake, like no somnolent Ciwash beloved of folklores, the kind of sort that at times of blandness and anonymous retreat bring governments down, right next to I-HOP and

‘Out of Their Skulls, Kansas.’ Or. ‘Wrenched from the Grail, Alaska.’ You know. The White Castle EDT. Alcoholic. Fanatics. Bowlers. Yeah and
Again. Yeah. The. ‘just fuck-off with it.’

That type.