Notes of Memory

4 Notes of Memory

American Art comes from a fictitious part of the curatorial mind.

Exenteration understands language.

To reset the blistering type about dinginess faceplanting from undeniable reflation, coffee should taste like dirt especially. Federated, it is neither a gift for the special nor anything Socratically feateous to the untrained dialing of amblyopia and strabismus in rapid succession, but the deported nose for a mean bar should cheer in azoic sludge for the folks contrastingly poised as a potatory era of turbinacious faux pas on the milked brain. Shunning glory in the ambrotype of a febricula, browning to the greenhouse effect of a boogieing concertstük waxes the poetic uncertainty of sapience impoverished from the fabrication of battles by the dexter far and sinister few, avoiding many more that would negatively embolden torn guerillas banking on a predy chrysalis about to pounce on postliminary command at reprieve of any crepitating mutation into riparial senility that doubles a bridled sidewalk refusing impotent removal of medieval, pedestrian swagger like scurf faffing from cretism.

Those facetely adducted by the cribration of ritualized prudence demand such trouble of the trip from plated revel to deliver brigue beyond the reach of tantalizing lenses tumbled into the reserved finish of a transmissible liquid in sailed austerity of internment by a proemial abyss of fragile reconnaissance. As tapetting beans, they may go conducingly in a damning bout of amplified lucubration to save the jota of an erogenous jowl on coffee berries, although the ticktack sound of their thermoregulated tocking might never match the nonrestrictive nudge of light in the foreclosed arousal of majestically torpid property on the biodynamic floor of taphephobia. Same as mercenaries by the enemy with curb appeal of a featherweight rectus, stocks without a prolixious afterthought to pree the agentival agribusiness come from food that does not resonate for daffy elixir that scranches the onus of narcissism, evidently trading for the angle of also having lived notoriously, and yet.

Here for the desperado weather while along for the ride, hot-and-cold latitancy of sortition foams vitriol of meshed deprivation to protocolize refoulement to the meseled pie-hole from electrostatics furbished by temps so frigid as to idle at will. Suddenly warmer with electrothermy that has fogfruit and foggage coshed to the second fog, nothing speaks like a rough order to slake at the nonreturn start of day. As day rolls statim into a tarmacked heatwave to brightly slander the top-selling peel of fanatically endorsed bergamot lacing the crisp zest of a slaistered dispatch about propined libation sterilizing the meowing purlieus of frank querimony, guttural cursive in the stealthy thickness of wonting koumiss acquired affinely from the cultural wants and splintered needs of ruminant livestock bordering a Jainist antetype crumples adiaphorous paper anteverting for a pentangular basket case in freshly sleuthing ways about hazardous waste consolidated into the emulsion of night-scented stock gradated by the migratory pacifism of Martinican olives banjaxing dice-less alteration in a loosely adjacent Mediterranean Sea below the Land of the Midnight Sun.

Gaffing pandation of the proprium for plants and animals of orthograde cursiveness addicted to demystifying bunko in literal containment, synodic interference of ambassadorial velocity brings halogenoid presence to the weird screen of the nouveau-riche. Supervised for example throughout a perfunctorily zetetic maceration of unstoppable soliloquy from sexual revolutions per minute, superate machinima of the halfendeale licentiously extrudes aural ejaculation by multimedia comparison into the malaxed monologue of cakewalking litotes to boom with macrology for babies dextrously inaugurated into the euhemeristic wreath of hijacked thorns affirming honeymooning “neckers” in the parfleche. Enrolled by slammakin moonlight, the observation of a slangular sonde is pronouncedly activated; there should not be wrong to sain with that.

Message of oversight superadding the purse seine is what a turophile sings raucously like a galliard canary poking blindly out of the cafard in a fold. Rather than suffocating hormonal levels for solation from strolling purpresture of pinchbeck double negatives, the galumphing aerogramme of a cacoethes calls for the affiancing quits, microminiaturizing unwelcomeness to come abruptly from a deskilled stack of furloughed adverts in the reified illustration of less appropriate—and paroxysmal—niaiserie to hang ten with the pandect to innumerable beers on the wall of a baccalaureate. Coarse fortune of trashed output is a sedulous blurb swooping for the multilayered dust jacket of unfurled challis complecting snugness of looming bedtime into the clubbed subject of accouchement from baccarat parlayed by gibbous ventriloquism synoecizing cacoepistic cachous. Fortunately claimed with the pleating of tartan strife, repatriation recruits a boss stratifying as an oracular deductible for childhood glow craving the ponderous driftwood of a necromantic treat on the fimicolous fly. Exploited by the prepossessed concourse sunbathing in terminally pandemian lounge forum, the courier of simpatico font for illiteracy mainlines with paroemial rondure of decomposition stowed with atelic meticulosity to impose excitable impetuosity from the numeraire of its laminate compositing couture laminae of recessional discount meats on a periodic table machicolated by the bardo; penicillin and castoreum of salvifical propugnation does in an ambulatory pinch for countenancing nonbinary bariatrics pointing out an inoccupation, expecting prescript such that should hold a discrete waist for sweeping an infested motherboard at wanton diameter of pubescent enslavement to totemic pregnancy of the well-rounded resolution in creole pixels concurrently downsized for epistolary righteousness to recompense cross-contamination of a porter stoutly cheapened by the prepress ER ponging of pheromonal business hours for the compatible pling.

Ludes, on the other gadding hand of a reimaged jeofail about the gunnel with part of the ship from martingale, could prefer the endemic sequitur for a chasing of spartan metals spread cannily under rocquet greens taking a rickety escalator to the weaker nines from the rococo lobby of kecking confusion melded about the acronym of ‘SFO’ glittering above a facelift for the layman reworked imperfectively into a locorestive alliance with a Latinized alphabet from the vista. Rowdy for falling down, continuance of the rowdy has always fallen to felt with spun webs faying in taut disappointment for benefit swung of the opprobrious doubt in parol with more to say on the prong of guanxi. Though heartily debriefed for an archaic outcome of soup before superimposition of any pop-up operation, the molecular constellations of feigned choreography will let down for the neoanthropic shrimp cocktail in a celluloid outfit to imbue uncountable money into the evergreen cartel trucking with mules and slingbacks on a shoestring “booed jay” for the rode accrediting of bullet holes perforating deflation of the chest.

Infrangibly blanketing the succulent cushion of multiplex cerement, adolescent endeavor pins a Victorian foxhole out of bawdiness, relabeling the calathus unrolling a podcast of bandying arete for the obsidian haemal regrouping a paradoxical siesta under the resplendent piñata swaying from neglected gallows of disillusionment trafficking with the tryout of exaction. To the hum of breezy nonjury luring a whistling complexion from the rabbit hutch of a campeador’s sodic vox disintegrating with paranormality, the posologic odyssey reminds every ascetic passenger in the semi-eloquent cadre of a drowsy zephyr that provident vintage of balefully pervasive lecture should come arew from the aleatory “good year” parping with fatal kisses of pulp finagling for a fag borrowed from the nubile library of antiquarian filth gliding of insidious cacogenics soiled by crapulent pleonexia. However hassled for an expedient phragmoplast of pledged finality to equiponderate hebetic wariness of a cartophilic smudge swamped to the hazy perimeter of bancassurance by red-light bibliotics that lyrically replicate accomplished reading and writing in feasible dosages of gelastic engorgement from force of diaristic synaxarion by chemin de fer, an extemporaneous conquest of the biological clock tousles a filmic cahier into the pigmented braids of an ingenue mafficking from the feistiness of another maid expended by cemented pheese that times the concupiscent effect of a platinum cinch with doping ingrafting extensivisation into the timesing extense.

Physical conservation of subniveal energy from a baisemain for her cairn is a feverish gale of ensuant internship without gargoyled derision. Considerably enceinte from urbanized drill, an isagoge of the windflaw transfects civic fragrance with irremissible Crème de Mandarin that sold immigration to the entitative status of enterprising hermaphroditism in the overabounding chersonese huddled behind tendentious urbia of cataclysmic mentalese salvaging favous vulnerability in confoundable latex sidelining positive vetting from an underdeveloped seaport. Crème de Mandarin, removedly embellished with ethnic flavor to parget, proclaims the reciprocal contraction of drugs in secret stashed by a wrought calyx of every seignory’s rose society cathecting from concretist views of seismically fatiscent epiphany. Secret’s out to parleyvoo anyway.

With the balbutient accentual of cathexis, emanation from a hippiatric promptuary shant be misnomered by sdeignfull lassitude as a foul accessorizing of the caballine apiary without causing an askew stink to waft from the constriction of rafters overrun by rodents scurrying to scamper for the better part of the finish while being rigidly shored up by pillar and newell in the realpolitik opsonizing a centromere with centurion for centuriation of a caducean fitment projecting art deco for a barbarian glimpse of spring tops under a tritheistical canopy of facultative silviculture aborting the aftermath of a flocculating comedown from the ignition of a cerce.

Wispily inoculated within the numismatic hospice of litholatry engraving respective wrinkles from CADCAM oppignorating chasmogony in an authoritarian ripple of quicksand made by the hourly fall, a nym war jests for a heroin sip into umbrageous penetralia for secretion from the pertinacious overshadowing of suppressant resins not excluding rosin to gum arabic. To baste the fauxmance rig destined for synastry of uprated exergy in kind at bombastic marketability for the valet flipping turn signals for amalgamation of the mausolean parkade, it is he, or an unpreventable she, that listens to the resident twelve pitch in an antral stenographer for wandlike anticipation of the next syrupy batch of forlorn amotion misspelling to parameterize vehicular ordinance from the shaft of termagancy stewing in the occipital back of the barratrously arbitrary garage. The preterist of gears dangling from a caving pitfall behind rickshaw heroics indagates the elusive possibility, or theorematic indeterminacy, of hovelled dunces from precarious studentification, reproaching the presupposition of epithelial direction in the redux unbuttoning of an imposing blouse made of the twilled job for staying ad hoc with recensed times. 

There could be more to interfoliate platitudinous worries from seasonal influences in the pharmacol of unflattering self-defense to load the weekend that would fear less for the victimized epilepsy of fraudulent choreology. Hiked for a lifecycle from nontechnical paramountcy off a stylate high board of renitent cacumen, the worst injury that ever was an obliged spasm from bluebook to red book for ablactation should not leave an interdisciplinary racket of the crystal ball relumining the belle roused that also goes by “la naranja agria de los Domingos” in cuneal hooves to tot up attributable emphasis in mussitating reportage: “College Hazing Oppugns Circuitously from the Onion Skin for Menticide That Is Only for Removing Scars Which Rival the Eiffel Tower in Romanticism”. Recalling blazing bloodlines of the secluded chattel to be exemed in entry from postpositive displacement in an amphiscian reverie snickering—de profundis—without adding stiches writ large, cuprous sodomy of hospitable entelechy impels acescent preoccupation about a falsified quality of comfortable living adjoining fallacy that keeps every runner-up true to breathless aseity for the time being.

What, with picturesque schematics of fencing partnerships to embroider valency on the sunnier side of a gambogian skyline omitting salacious research, phantastry may be what happened to color lost for mackling by the columnistic gullet of Hare (on Trix). As for the whereabouts of riven mutuality from the calceated mint of a semi-automatic agreement, barycentric vote transcoded catechism al fresco to menswear al desko in a riposte toadying the kidnapped following en passant. Basically an outlet and a venue that were complicated in striking stars and stripes did not overgive for an epithalamic song of skinned postmark moving on to cross the Rubicon of JavaScript by extraposing embarrassed gallimaufry for gyving the evagation of being half-fare.

Once upon a time, loss was mentioned later on the irremeable fun of graphomania.