dim walkable shady streets lined with visiting movie stars
we decided to check out that highway beyond charlton flat
an apartment house for dim birds dart in and out bright-eyed
blue-lined flowers shine tiny stars in their new star patterns
in 2002 when i saw a dim flat i left highway 16 heading out
i got out and stood out with all of these stars & told her flat
flat out on the side of the highway my wacky lights went dim
i didn’t feel like hanging out anyway i had another job lined up
the stars disappeared like a picture of a highway flowing on
her eyeliner then with the breath he let out his dim headlights
barely illuminated they are dim he bee-lined it straight up
road barriers on the highway the flats just looked like stars
I could not make it the sky that hosted thousands of stars
both bright & dim well-equipped keeping its body pressed flat
on the sector of highway stands out a small, flat dim interior
pushing along we are a non-profit organization based on snow
globes of stars the highway noise is awful she says, “dim your
lights” the camping area to our left the flat the main street lined
the sky is filled with stars between forest belts, small, flat sky
loaded with stars i can back out and motor home in dim sections
sections of the highway pot holed lined earth, adult-huge
i remember chill, and the stars sidewalks, tucked in fur-lined
my roommate saw three stars dim, followed by another dim star
moving slowly out on john fitch highway away to form the stars
light to illuminate the dim each time i drag out what i believe
iowa is flat between limestone bluffs lined the highway winds
sky witnessed from highways is consistent with “twinkling” stars
i could make out her tone was flat the sun seemed suddenly dim
everything in sight looks really dim.” “yeah, eclipse from now
the stars booth-lined, wood stuffed indian flat breads make love
but the real stars are in town to find dim traffic behind us lined
i drink half the flat the sparkles of countless stars laughed out loud
soul on a desert highway maybe i would dim the flames burning
that highway world was not flat the lead-lined light, blue stars …
slicked streets glow dim these images could be stars next year
two dim ufos flew into a 360, in the east turning off highway 101
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sharply lined structures in ones count the stars six-banded
parrot-fish, violet-lined on the exposed reef flat called tracy
brushing my tousled hair out from the dim amount of stars
proudly the stars were generally sparse and flat I pulled off
unsafe to even get out we also lined up tickets to a lunch of
dim dessert like a highway, stood looking at the stars running
silently down a lined opening he held out something flat with
metal bands and dim roofs were flat, garden-covered nods
broad paths lined a forbear of man had crawled out down
from stars look at the moon and stars all lined up in order
stop – the lights would dim a moment and then shoot out
not stop on the highway they saw a flat hands were large
strong, around men working by dim pinned flat to ground
side of the highway blackthorne held out his hand of space
as stars my chevy down this narrow highway light of a dim
quickly saw the flat of the road, lined with email lists, send
musicians, supermodels, movie stars, intersection interstate
(highway of brighter and dimmer stars there dim trails form
a nearly flat looking window, curtis seems to be lined 83k all
highway, auto, new paint floppy drives, color moniter, flat
numerous rookie cards, stars with a spacious tree lined check
out the pix’s if dim from any of the highway these lights began
to dim darkness the brilliant stars the water was flat stopping
spreading out in vertical shapes, but now the white, pitiless
stars to read with swift plaza along the headway; down a
street lined by tracks full of iron flat hard as stone highways
dim shadows creep along i looked out onto open highway
in the direction of the bang stars wayward nightmare in e-flat
find a seat, crap out compressors run by you got a job lined
little numerals in the dim which was graveled with stars looked
out across the highway seeing only a few faint stars were
flat, other side of the highway minutes, then everyone lined
the train lady ran out in utah, a dim brown, “big bad love”
stars his dreams, the dim two off the deck, i pulled off the
highway down, black and flat junior kimbrough’s juke joint
large (literally miles), very flat so we followed highway 49 …
Part 1 originally appeared online in slope (USA)
