P L A N T A R C H Y 2 - Critical Documents

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Roaring through the vacant ear, itself
a kind of text, the gentle boil wash in permanent
auditory rinse re-fries the good innings you had
had prior to the re-emergence of a newer
containerised self re-folding its absent
signifiers into a paper lobster under the
ghost-blanket. Deep and crisp and even
better value out from the centre, round to
the upper jaw and finalised with a fat fucking
bow across the bridge of the nose. Now let’s
see who drop. Over the head snarl up
transfigured the plural spirits, visible now as
the body’s diaspora glorified in rupture. The
ephemeris table below sites your ruined
xiphoid process at declination -19° 35.1’ with
labels every 15° of ecliptical longitude throat
cursory and tractate and uneven adverse under
to the blanket STOP. You live by the
text, you die by the air-con unit choking
on the speech act yours into the fondue
spirit mince. Second metatarsal drops
off the radar under the peg bed
leg an ulnar collateral between the implied
thumb and index in an act of radical
promising now pronounces you kind of bend and
twist elastic-constant convergence which in the
literal utterance of T, S sincerely and nondefectively
promises that p to H if and only if
cracks and screws off. It’s 05:16 and
better-versed you tap a coin on the GemPro
50 and flick the spectre on dimmer-switch for
the long haul. Those vitamin supplements
people filling the gel capsules are
tonight themselves the gel capsules we must get
beyond. And tomorrow we went off on our
head decentering the polypolar lattice jauntily
yours in productive enmeshment nobody. T
drops off, S & H skip with event-ness as historicity
banners into the exploded starry ceiling
frieze as outlined in p. Go to the quietest