Old words, yes: kysse (or kisse), peas (or pees-pee’s quite beneficial). Olde Will had someone say…stop his mouth with a kisse, and let not him speake either. And when’s the last time you played Kiss-in-the-Ring? Kiss the Bottle? Kiss the Bottle Goodby?
The kiss may be the last thing to keep us from Mythological Holocaust. What’s that, you ask. It’s what happens to layer after layer of mind when you keep your mouth to yourself. When the tongues go other or wherever, one stays on track. Keep away from the kissing and see: one or two generations more and behold: beaks. The Birds’ Curse. Beautiful feathers…
And don’t forget to thank your things.
Why not come to bed
The husband, awakening, says:
The sound of the fulling-mallet in the night.Taigi
PACOBOOKS
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
December, 2002
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