Saturday, February 27, 2010

Devil Bird, Evil Still

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the lovely people and their kittens were tired and sad. we went to sleep under the maple trees; later I saw him coming up over the ridge like a lip (she was with him).

Jesus, our Lord, purify the hearts of the wicked and purge the thoughts of sin from the righteous. none of the righteous can live without sin lest they be mistaken for something more remote than human.

there were two very large maple leaves laying triangular across Julie's chest. she had come with Mark, who always walked three feet forward; very aggressive and insecure he was. Mark had short, stiff blond hair and a small firm mouth. he had small eyes set back in his head and he coughed into the back of his hand hackingly and incessantly.

if God almighty chose to make the skies very blue and the dirt exceedingly brown, still, what is that to the rest of us? if He was omnipotent enough to infer the proper length of grass against our heels, then what?

Julie has blue eyes. i am afraid of her teeth, which are too sharp. she is my older sister's girlfriend but she is a liar and a cheat. i didn't trust her then - and i do not trust her now.

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