Black Jigsaws

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Copiousness multitudes crammed

drifts between any wanted potential

of is. No more acceptances of matter,

disparage the touchability of this

hour's definiteness. 
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One sloganeer's worth dips below

consciousness rising buoyed as

an after hour's puzzle anealing now

to day formats of death coded night.

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Baked in, kneaded on the plateau

of infinity's imaginescape, images

floating declaring differences.
Amalgamed, the afternoon sings

a lyric of midnight.

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~S~

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Cascade's picture

This is the most fantastic

This is the most fantastic "jigsaw" I've ever had the privilege of having seen put together. I love it! "Infinity's imaginescape", INDEED!

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Forced Connectivity

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Ah! The exquisite corpse! The pieces that are not pieces emerging from dream. Breton was  insane. ~S~
 


 

 

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This surreal wordscape with

This surreal wordscape with so many swirling treasures (ie "the afternoon sings a lyric of midnight" ) was a pleasure to blaze through and ponder: a testament to your vast imagination. To be such a prolific writer and skillful as well is no small feat. 

 

An intricate wonder. 

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A Stretching

Exploration into past forms. S'been a while. A puzzle - something for the reader to envoke. Fun and different paradigm. ~S~