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Come forth Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job.


Looking out. Lookunout. Lukunout. Lukunoot. Look a nut! Look an out! Luke an owl. Look leek soup. Loop-de-loop. The loop. The hoop. Circle. Perfect circle. Acquaintances and friends. They don't come in conveniant sizes. Round. Roundabout. Roustabout. How about you? How about me? You and me? about me? Nothing doing. Nothing? Not a stitch. He's a god now. He's dead now. And now. And now. The moment. BECOME. BEING. BECOMING. GONE. Opportunity. Window. Windowless mirror. Image. Image is everything. Anything goes. Going. Going. Gone. Forever. Permanence. Forever. Never. Ever. Together. Two of us. Going. Nowhere. On our own. Own. Possession. Loss. Empty. MT. MG. Racing green. Leaf. Idea. Idea leaf. Imperative. Mission. Plan. Master. Slave. Morality. Ammorality. Herd. Sheep. Flock. Frock. Jesus. Christ. Right. Wrong. Write on. Write off. Right off the planet. Right now. Right then. How about you? You? You? You and me? NEVER! Together. Pieces. Puzzle. Quandry. Quantity. Quality. Quantify. Cope. Hope. Quote. Wrote. Written. Sittin'. Still. Calm. Nerves. Curves. Women. Your curves give me nerves. Shivers. Shakes Thick. Thin.
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KL said…
Now my turn: did you have a lot to drink while writing this :-D?
14 February 2009 at 10:06
Kris McCracken said…
KL, it has been a very long time since I've had a lot to drink. Unless you count orange juice.
14 February 2009 at 12:55
lettuce said…
hmmmm i think this lies somewhere between Monty Python wordassociationfootball and e e cummings maybe? but also in a field entirely its own

nice
14 February 2009 at 18:59
Babzy.B said…
I love this kind of free writting , may be i don't catch everything but i love the energy , the rhythm and the association of words running and flowing...
14 February 2009 at 20:09
Kris McCracken said…
Lettuce, well, ee is an influence, I'll grant that!
15 February 2009 at 08:29
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, I'm glad that someone likes it!
15 February 2009 at 08:29
Kitty said…
lol.
you're a nut!
16 February 2009 at 17:21
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, I've been called worse.
16 February 2009 at 19:09
Unknown said…
Erm, how about Ulysses?
25 July 2012 at 04:08
Unknown said…
Erm, how about Ulysses?
25 July 2012 at 04:10
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