The stewardess watched the boy from the airplane. The company danced around the fountain after dinner. The story which he told is untrue. Before I walk through an entrance or an exit, I imagine a color. I walk through that color - walked through orange and blue today. I imagine colors come out of the cracks in the pavement. In the horror movies, colored light's always coming out of cracks and grave and doors. The light is red, but it can also be green or blue. I see blue light coming out of the cracks in the pavement. When the pavement heaves / as the ramp goes down / when the ramp comes to me / because I have learned to be / before she sat / but the stewardess did not help him / for one person in the company could professionally dance / who ate / which forced

I went to a ki aikido class last night. The guys in the class reminded me of the guys I used to play rollerhockey with. With whom I used to play rollerhockey. Hopefully, I will become their friend. I will become their friend hopefully. I will hopefully become their friend. The Stabat Mater is in von Trier's Manderlay.

In the aikido class, the guys grabbed my wrist. The guy in charge taught me how to spin. One of the instructors, one whom I haven't met (who I have not met) used to work in corrections. He will grab one wrist and will ask for the other.

Would you like to dance around the fountain?

Erasmus Darwin had a stutter. Had jowls. Invented a mechanical bird, a personal biographer, a ramjet. Inspired Mary Shelley with his electrical experiments on the dead.

The point is to take ten steps away from your face. Take ten steps through your face. The point is to not be in your face.

"Among the dead was the host of a popular comedy show, Walid Hassan Jiaaz, who poked fun at post-invasion Iraqi life. He was shot dead by gunmen in western Baghdad."

Wild Bill died with a hand of aces and sevens. Aces and eights?

Billy, the Kid - counterpostal like David. He had blue eyes flecked with hazel. His canines stuck out.

I dreamed it was time for me to hand graded papers back to my students. I went into the class with the graded papers, two fishbowls, and two gallons of half and half. I put the papers on my desk, put the bowls on my desk. I filled the bowls with half and half. I took red and blue droppers of food coloring out of my pocket.

Laughing / Rinsing her hair / Telling me something / Helping / Finding her necklace

Johns has his name printed on the bow of his glasses and a blank check in his jacket. He wants to pay Charon whatever he wants. Wills is the worst of them. He will be the one to shove out the boat. Erasmus has a stutter and flies a hotair balloon. All this coordination... Some subordination?

She is sad.
She is a woman.
She is under the table.
She looks sad.
She became a woman.
She choked.
She choked him.
She sent him a letter.
He judged her wretched.
He considered her a beauty.

Cory, the bottom is not muddy. It is sandy.

The bottom is sandy.
The bottom is the bottom.
The bottom is above the bottom.
The bottom appears endless.
The bottom became a person.
The bottom heaved.
The bottom hurt him.
The bottom asked him a question.
The bottom deemed him unready.

I might go to aikido again on thursday, but I am pretty sore at the moment. Jason, the guy in charge, had me do a lot of falling and rolling. All that stuff nauseated me. My childhood was punctuated by red. Red gloves and red boots. A red undergarment I found in the laundryroom. Afterwards, I fell in a canal - the bottom was muddy - and came up with a dead eel around my legs. A Hawaiian Sling. The President's Niece. Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee.