Scriber's Night Game

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Friday, April 20, 2007

Mind Possession...

Is it possible for one to lose and regain mind possession of time and action? More than once, walking the boulevard in coolie hat, not of this world, she, has demonstrated to his satisfaction, it can happen. He has seen her so, And later, a month no more, she went, now neat and carefree teen, in... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

It Is Gettin Late...

It is getting late, if looking for fair and sweet "to go" date, when nearby large lips favor me with somewhat beguiling sort of come on. And large fingers interweave strange wig type long blonde hair. A smallish athletic chest moves to advantage; and I hear, hoarsely, teasing words directed at me:... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Surprising Record...

Relaxing after sex small talking: ”You seem to be really enjoying it.‟ ” I went five years or more without once breaking,‟ was her surprising reply. The five years that he, in his active imagination had her in bed with the entire sex cult nation, or at least, the hundred or so living with them at... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

"Soft Forever More..."

"Soft Forever More..." In excitement of leaving, we almost forgot Auntie B'ach left behind To ponder her fate alone, like justice from a wrathful God. In her blind hate, perhaps slowed by arthritic gait, She runs late allowing us to escape boating on the wide Niagara. I throw her case quarters ter... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Intro to After the Cure....

Of Life and Resurrection Into the midst of things. I do not cry to be remembered. In turn I have always had a good memory, leading to a curious minute reconstruction of events after the fact. This was especially true if something of an embarrassing nature happened to me, or in case of success or... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Public Lovers...

They Rain Hot and Cold words mid silent moans; a nightmare of professed pains and sexual mores. Hear more Feel ye, think not that Camelot doth lie beyond the weird and eerie maze; look on as de blau moon covers mid demeaningl touches the public lovers. ------------------------------- Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 13, 2007

It's a Livin...

On line, he sit writes you and yours kind day and night, pledging eternal love when could be making a buck helping de disabled walk, or teaching mutes ter talk mid fingers un toes. Yeah, he pledging eternal love ter gullible widows, wid no intention of ever meeting; heaven knows. It's a livin...... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Riddle Me...

They wonder why he wins with no apparent ability. But anyone wid eyes can see he gorna get a majority of the bent and tan vote. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Bardy Sweat Lips...

Bardy Sweat Lips... Sensitive ter a fault, she write ter mere: "In my long loneliness comes to me, am I your shadow watching play loom? What price I pay, know soon you, my faceless love lorn shy say wantabe groom, gonna set conditions for love on poetic bloom. What price the lonely pay for peaceful... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 9, 2007

Ugly Mary???

“Do you like it?” she say; display her now beautiful face remake with plastic surgery. “Very much,” and more he marvel looking at the miracle of her beauty, as if God's will. “Am I still Mary?” She asked coyly, perhaps still needing a compliment she surely never received- not truth be told in his... Sign in to see full entry.

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