Comments Posted By toot

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howver you can’t be serious tahts not a word that’s grammar. something a little more creative next time please, a little more evocative. however is the fancy but. the artil t. the written word not spoken

» Posted By toot On 03.24.2011 @ 10:30 am


i understood him but i couldn’t turn him into a pickle, the weathered witch would wonder who was hunting the dolphin, the dolphin i wrote about when i was 14 but lost

» Posted By toot On 08.22.2010 @ 7:22 am


half a jar of peanut butter half an egg, half a hug half a kiss half a leg half a flying potato half a hell ladden with honey half a rotten jar of agua half a chair half a life half is never ok

» Posted By toot On 07.25.2010 @ 5:15 pm


my glasses lens are scratched and dirty. i breath on them, fog them up like a merida morning, and wipe them clean.
but they are still scratched. they are still dirty. mistakes accumulating and making the way i see it all aged

» Posted By toot On 07.19.2010 @ 8:52 am


lease again, all i think of is rent leases and that office on marrickville road and trying to maitnain the cool and being polite with the rent people. others might think of a lease on life or

» Posted By toot On 07.14.2010 @ 7:27 am


strung by a leg from the tree and aiming for ground reaching out with extended arm, ill reach the grass from this branch and ill pull it towards me, pull out the earth’s hair. i wonder when the earth will go grey

» Posted By toot On 06.09.2010 @ 12:33 pm


her spine broke. that sound of the neck snapping or the spine breaking, or crumbling like the twin towers, a person caving in on themselves, falling into their feet

» Posted By toot On 06.04.2010 @ 12:13 pm


the century that was so quick that turned the planet inside out and mliked it and killed the century long long time i’d say but no things last for ever. a purpole century and flowered century a century to sceam for and the world started to kill itself

» Posted By toot On 06.02.2010 @ 4:26 pm

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