Pumice

Comment hangs in air, cloud in a glass. Stuffed gibbon ignores the rocker of the chair.

Donkey

Face

Sweat is a medium of attention. The color breaks, salt bears miniscule essences, all cherishable. Keratin of a surgeon, claw of cashier. Dust appears to reside on the surface, appears to bear resemblance to similarities that look alike. Caution keeps sweeping under the porch, which is under a swing, which is under the tapestry, which is under you.
Montanity

Grain

The mix is fine, she is steamed. Behind, there is no corridor, there is substance. The third bell rung, a horse descended. Peopled and planked. Gulliver had a fantastic time, a ship lost, a ship gained. Amplitude of a wave, the plenitude converged. The middle of the fancy is plain.
Salt

Blink

Clarify for me the deliverance of space. Where roams the plant diffuse, dendrites of liberation leak and loam. Sighs the breath of meme, the breath of chose. La. La.
2River