tracks and traces

A poem from spam

Maddie would be easy smile to know. Same time, it seemed like.

Terry stepped out there in silence.

“Where love with such as long,” Lizzie said, coming from under the hand.

Abby was probably just thinking of Izumi, Debbie and so very much more God put on this morning. Abby was such an idea, why would even be that or two more? “Calm down.“

To see, you were.

“Yeah well, you, are we going?” Sometimes they can help her tired.

“What are? Still, open his hand,” Lizzie said turning the couch.

Brian came running from home.

“Besides, you feel, of course. Unless you want to stay, calm down.”

“Maybe,” he placed, “it was looking.”