February 22, 2012 § Leave a comment

As to meaning he wandered his nefarious curious periWinkle
holler—You can, Hell no she should furry it orknot my assEtt
diminishhush she was will welp or naughahide: He maXimil-
lioned like it or stonkknitnot he wasn’t WaZnot the &or
Quellowbuttoned squidbrucket y

For nimbus crosshairs Tillie intoned you can jilly-jally all the
Where the Quipple you want! Don’t change its face none She
finally took a breath & JibberJabberJimBob clept freely in
hithering Whoaa Nell! Zoroaster ain’t quippers yetskyola so
Pardonay the O’H-e-double-ll straight outta me and the droll
get thee along Cynthia There ain’t no such promissations!

…composing at the case it’s the thing that happens between letters that’s the most amazing, the wanderings between the a and n that turns into jilly-jally and once that’s done then quibble and quippers hithering and quellowbuttoned squidbruckets aren’t far behind, and the personage who emerges as the visionary as the speaker, an old crowe I know, no typo that a kinswoman of the olde bag, she of good humor rather than derision and admonishment, with raspy voice and hips hands well used lines around her eyes full of seeing and seen, a hoot and holler not far behind


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