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micro seasons, sea salt sheets calligraphy toss themselves into the dinghy

a basketball court below my above ground pool, the jacuzzi has gong luster, the leds are pinaa clear, you can see the pollen for four fog machines / liquid nitrogen ice cream parlors

my ranch is four stories (it's just four ranches, one on top of another)

raised by elk, mixed by hand, the cake sees a sponge; chortles, runs four laps

rock wall sees mountain, trail of sheetrock crumbs

a group of lighthouses together looking for another lighthouse

you made a cake by sending each ingredient to one person

the micro tones of your appliances, they love you, they're playing your songs all the time!

liquid nitrogen ice cream parlors, where the flavor is how did you do that, ok!; can you imagine it like this: you're inside of an inflatable!

the jet ski obtuse parabola, collapsible hits that fold sand, cold aluminium / hot coals / hold hand(le)s

the lava fell out of the lake, atv flossed, the cup holder billows around four pints of whipped macramé; presents!

my locket squees foil quarks / hinges for sonar / man buns frosted into spackled bouffants

you went to a farm, found a pie on a windowsill, and put an oculus rift on it

patio on the roof, vaulted ottoman deck, horizon lilt in a papier-mâché fortress

we're just atvs, we're just brunchin', we're just coq au vin glamping

onion ring in your fries, the waiter likes you!

my falconer ellipses a cake, one henhouse at a time

fishing with dynamite, the rock wall to the quarry

so you wanna be a doula?

breakfast in bed at night