smargana...
“...a priori is wisdom of anagrams...”
....Sprout & Stupor & Proust
sailed off in adventure: Sprout says:
always return to beginning ...from
there’s yr 1st conception...
while Stupor grabbed at imaginary dragon
fly, throatedly whispered: smoke it...drink
it...snort & shoot it...shove it up yer arse...
Proust pondered, perplexed stroked oddly his
silver-splattered beard...mumbled melancholic:
“love is time’s excuse for continuation”...
Sprout splashed: nothin good bouts gittin olda...
blush of love is what we’re afta...
Stupor thought: stupid they are...inebriation
together is primordial urge...
Proust snored in dream of lost memory...
...wisdom of anagrams is a priori...