I think that I might

i think that i may just come on out and say whatever i had been thinking. if i had come right out and says whenever i have been thought of. of which i had thought. of whom i had fought. maybe the thing is broken but it said it will be ok. it didnt say: it presented text; i read and thusly attributed. i perform an interview tomorrow on the subject of a series of objects. there is more to be said about this and all things. perhaps i will return to a shorthand code so that i have a better sense of what i am saying or at least a less precise way of understanding my thoughts. stop stop stop. k. now start again. the rabbit and the deer. youre rabid, my dear. the bear is bare, duh. the hare is bare save for his hair (taken off by nair, but that puns not fair, thusly we mustbe ensnared). those animals you thought might like nice on a t. a t on the t. an l on the el. or an l on the l. see a g on the g. c a g n d g. say that like you are in the streets or perhaps from them. dog dog you little hoggleswog. perch plus porcini and puerkini perch prone on porch, scorched and squash't. an island. an apple iLand.

OMG

the g stands for guys/guise. how have we been? i can't believe it's been (more than?) a month since we last communicated. i guess that when the world says hello, we say stop and i'm not really sure what song it is that i'm hearing in my head right now, but i think it's different from what the speakers are playing. to be in this strange metaphysical quandary is nothing if not bewildering. the root of too many words, i think. the tire, the node, frog and node, miss spoke, a verbo, a speaky. there are so many words yet be birthed. a: to see where the crazies ate. q: what did the card dealer (played by phyllis diller) really relish the prickly time at the asylum? it's not a perfect match. it's not a prefect match. this match doesn't work. this lighter is so heavy. these songs i think i've heard them before. raisins horses love amish in the barn. i know a number of fred barneseseses and basketball coaches with sleazy greazy hair and i knew lit figs and illit figs illicit cigs etc etc the single word list makes an acrostic an acronym and if you can realign your priorities it can become an anagram too. you know the feeling of eunoia, he know the feeling of henoia but really the hyena know the feeling-ga-ga-ga. so, from a hanoi of the hand.