Ktismatics

28 November 2009

Sentences

Filed under: Fiction, Reflections — ktismatics @ 7:02 am

The carpentry, remarkable in its abandonment of finesse, planed the wooden landscape into rough geometries.

The skirt of the tablecloth spoke to the chair legs in its secret language of folds and wrinkles.

Haptic verses pled with my skin.

Into the tactile longing filtered a diffuse mist, blurring the edges.

Having scanned the unwary ones with its strident glance, the sequential array tuned itself to a more consequential frequency.

*   *   *

Your backyard birds deserve the best.

The Soft Baby™ scent will leave your baby smelling wonderful — as a baby should.

This canister makes 240-270 suggested strength servings.

It is normal for carbon dust to appear in your first 2 pitchers.

 

 

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2 Comments »

  1. One beautiful sentence, one good one, and several pathetic Phallasies.

    This one is hilarious:

    “The carpentry, remarkable in its abandonment of finesse, planed the wooden landscape into rough geometries.”

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    Comment by Ray Fuller — 28 November 2009 @ 3:24 pm

  2. That’s my favorite too. These sentences were almost certainly provoked by Ballard’s The Atrocity Exhibition.

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    Comment by john doyle — 28 November 2009 @ 3:34 pm


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