I was developing my style.......
Plunking randomly in typing class... Turning the paper in and the following day admiring a big RED F......... at the Top and off to the left side of the paper.... there it was ...it may have actually been an F minus.... come to think of it....
How did it do it... that magic round metal ball that moved so quickly on that I.B.M. electric typewriter...it was so state of the ART............. I never saw anything move so fast... and how did it know just where to go?
Why I could not focus on it ........ Imagine?
Drink up my little LUSH......... School will be out in an hour....
All I have..... All I do.........
According this to whom?
Living 'YOUR' Life.......
The new righteous have spoken,,,,,,,
Unholy........
Take your pick of out of reach.........
A showing Fraud..........
Dime , Play, Repeat ........
No substance........
Alluring Gold Plate........
Slowly before our very eyes.......
An insidious of nature ...
chipping away of......
Erosion .........
A different kind of Stealth.
Unwitting.
Cypher through this.
