Infectious Disease And Cattle

By Dave Spittle

sin richter key ask her hand in marriage last leg of a larger race for anatomy me pointillism bled into everyone as horses describe a field and seconds a minute will pixelate bright catalogues of colour flatten out the bristling of incidents into a vast print of indistinguishable shapes as seen from space so that a metropolis is now a wayward smudge and the infidelity that tore his life from theirs is a stage direction like any other hovering above its own body and bored with the anonymity of such personal distress unfolding a chequered red and white tablecloth and greeting what is left of the family surrendered to boiled eggs too stern to yield but promising so much like a proverb worn in public to impress but beyond that not thought through as her car enters the tunnel and the sound changes

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