Blooming

the time is now in the day of a crow if you only know and my toe is glued to my foot as a depth of configuration in the sheets of my bed and the feet cheat with defeat and I take a seat in a word of cheat with my feet and layer a secret of a dance and prance in the glance of a chance that endues me with the enveloped side of the table in the course of four a mans horse... I open the envelope with dignity and pride in side of a ride upon her with the distance of legs upon legs and increase the value of true blue and the red light expands my eyes in the glare of the chair.... The point is crossed with general factor of how one may become interested in the day of dismissal and to invest with the time in the glory of the story and gory part of me expands in the entertainment of truth and dare. I continue to rewrite the section with the best and reassured by the men and woman in uniform to take a development of how the world went in circles as a battle of how the west was won.