a poem for today, 14 March 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of five sentences and its image]
I do not know where family doctors acquired illegibly perplexing handwriting, nevertheless, extraordinary pharmaceutical intellectuality counterbalancing indecipherability transcendentalizes intercommunications' incomprehensibleness.
Everyone is entitled to the rebate.
Moreover, their poreless plaster visages are perfectly symmetrical.
I passed out hours ago.
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