ambidextrous/automatic text during a conversation with n.c.
Our shouting knocked over a couple of palm trees, and the gaping sky reeled at our mistakes. A perfume appeared out of nowhere onto my shirt that was practically silent, and unnaturally rosy. Then a loud startling deliberation! If I turned down my sheets children started screaming through the windows! My sunglasses were broken on the coffee table, quiet proof of the breakfast of empty seashells at the seashore. The sunlight that morning was occasionally green and wholly incapable of changing into a rainbow. We ran heavily through the formal gardens in our childhood outfits which rendered us as determined hippies.
Your recollection of simple numbers was enough to cause birds to become bullets just below the timberline and fall into a sea of mornings they never should have awoken to! We take the silver way along the rocks of mountains generally considered unclimbable and then tuck ourselves to sleep along with the entire contents of the refrigerator. While checking to see what else we can get into I notice I am gilded with rainwater from the open skylight and the drapes are fluttering around like cement. As you fall asleep, winter takes its form in some green onions, blueberries nearly past, sliced meats, and a red apple. One breath, heavier than the rest, is penetrating the folds where cool limbs join each other in careless reception of the celebration.
Your recollection of simple numbers was enough to cause birds to become bullets just below the timberline and fall into a sea of mornings they never should have awoken to! We take the silver way along the rocks of mountains generally considered unclimbable and then tuck ourselves to sleep along with the entire contents of the refrigerator. While checking to see what else we can get into I notice I am gilded with rainwater from the open skylight and the drapes are fluttering around like cement. As you fall asleep, winter takes its form in some green onions, blueberries nearly past, sliced meats, and a red apple. One breath, heavier than the rest, is penetrating the folds where cool limbs join each other in careless reception of the celebration.