Dear Rudimentary,

How can you know me better, when I am always leaving?

I choose to loose my thoughts, like a spilling arms fetch of too many mailed letters .

Anything you can catch, will enter you in the Raffle at the end .

No bogus entry fee!

(Name in small print)

"Did you see where I set my keys?"

I'm asking the century.

" How long will this take?"

I'm going back to living for me again.

All I can tell you is that the first ball is R10.

Selling in circles ; It routes them in , and up among the whorls.

Every dream of this girl is a manifest of content.

She is I , and we make up the Monster, in the Me Quartet . We will be singing Spades, until the sky shines at 8:49 PM