Pipes and Pipelines

Wishbone display on a symmetrical canvas. Glimmers in the dark house akin to fresh paint in a tunnel. Tuning timing taking trapping taming. In a fiery heating system life can be barren so bread must be delivered to many. To alight the souls is to breathe to brethren. And to obey is to count and counting is very useful to obtain silver beads. Bang then. Official stories are woven from a shredded walnut. Such a mess. Pieces of truths falling away. Swatting at flies then? A useful and timely duty is often the manner of a seamstress. This lights up the road in a flurry of colours terminated in black. Yet that woven forest of words can be cut. To ascertain truths. And to gain knowledge and wisdom akin to the deity of mishoa a dulu. It is never to be said that when a caravan travels backwards the fodder is to be delayed. As whirlwinds of sand arrive and blur. Good. Great isnt it. Dilapidated are the sky presences. Take no rocket to a cactus. And see not the pretty purple plant as a curse. Beauty is beauty and beauty unseen is a chamber. Baking bread bombs. Well that is a rifle range of skirts and shirts waving around and around on an ancient landscape which belongs to its inhabitants. For as foretold the kings are arriving. Fighting fakeries freeing fauna faces. And a dish of goat curry eaten with many hands in a geometrically placed tent. Sweep then swept. Good. Longitudes of lengths. Unfolding curtains in an epic swerve. Disturb not a jaded dagger. Nothing to ha about. But roar. Ra then raaaa. anatomy of a sheet is astronomy at its finest. X Deuteronomy delivered drifts. X admonishment of ants X philosophically Z z z z z. *