#nonsense prose

[ouidaccord]

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Out at the zoo in Timbuktu,

      incipient,

       time was twisted and weak.

Must of crumbed it buttering the bollards-

     Vocationally conspicuous in times of twirly-hurly, 

       Kringle Krangler nevertheless burgeoning

        Pura-tan

               grimble-gromble

                        gamblan oracular

             green eggs and ham 

[cherryloop]

temporary castles

Don't call me childish. My ability to be astonished at my surroundings is better than your ability to be extraordinarily dull.

I have this impossible wish, at times. It leaves me confused, it leaves me wishing i could be fully immersed in the irreversible spectacle. That i could even begin to explain how i feel, at times. the language to do so escapes me. So many things often flood my mind, at once.

It's all about perception, but perception is fleeting.

some things are neither here nor there, and hardly even in between.