Wednesday, 26 November 2014

oh the limits of font type curls kerns hairdo shaved beanshaved letters express intently




We all try ah see a page we type out things oh miss a gujkey fudge up it yoes out two of a letter or a wrong one a right ine

We go in years of meditation transferred to this firm hold on nothing jelly, walking in jelly years earthquake holds years outside of this dimension/ little thing said – do you know that there’s a glowing being there? right in front of me? I can shape her/him with words/ apart from the font, usual human/ go small handwritten go/ goals/Our reality of circles ground, come around

Our reality




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