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Mother laughs like the spotted monkey.  She's happier that way.  The dogs
in the field prefer blue roses: saliva runs off their tongues in singing
colors.  I am nothing but a tree.  This is not good news for sister.
Burning foliage hastens the approach of the woman scattering shells on the
beach, turning back time, making the children sin.  Father is being
painted yellow by a group of schoolboys.  He's a professor playing in his
milk, matching wits with sad toads.  Where men make cheese in the forest,
there is God.  I come to you now that I am old, I come to you with a green
mouth.  I want my apple, but so does the monkey.  I am two I's.  Brother's
girlfriend is all white, like a cat with small eyes walking through the
yellow nightfall of the farm.  The cat is a small eye.  I am the foot, the
book is coming out next month, and the girlfriend is going out the window.
The boys are a whole donut.  I've been living for the wicked bird.  Only
strong girls eat elephants and drink the sea.  Watch: Leo the Red is
taking father by the hair.