Rescale by Scott Thurston

Rescale

by Scott Thurston

The pit floor inevitability, maintaining the significance of the crate. I called you out over your explanation reduced by subordinating useful activity to addition of wooden, screen-printed replicas. I just found pads on spots under tracks, they suggest a comparison between heaps and the gallery display. The new size of the injury now judged under retrograde yearning. Who kept this building dormant for so long?

What about a raise? The ground has grown back up the hill to cover a door jamb on its shattering brink. Ticking being operational, I was talking to you about whether the oil wheel winds up. You discussed me beautifully to prevent others celebrating their friendships but by critical advocacy, quite sure of your take on the scene: reject her, attach him, move away.

To avoid participating in the heroic shortening of a moving body in the direction of its motion. Crates stored in a warehouse or stocked at the back of the local shop; giant pairs of trousers, light switches left. How easy it is to represent objects without significance: you will not be determined here. The distance that leaves no turn untouched, however plausible, just promoting this kind of expression was right.

Some about the whole thing in scale focusing dark spot quote tense against shaded spectacles. I pick at my star cuticle. Are we covered clear longing enough to reverse each annotated date saying we are not structured by estimates nor would be imitated to further engagement? Will one will out. Recall the stained shape and copy only that with the just force of even intervals.

Marriage is a convenience where aspiration released invites trails of utility. Repairing the freezer compartment with a double tube in a flat short hall hold. Historically we don't make cross boxes for anyone else accidentally. So it's important I'm reading you by a little house viewing in then out the window as a wave becomes a finger just before the cleaner arrives. I turn the wave at my expense. The hero gives you something: a cast of hands sing it back sing it back sing it back to me.

Went to project which has been shut but is funded now as low sky, as kept against profiles. The marvellous supplies subject reproduction on sudden attended heights and long drawn out tone rose in the scale brief. Any and every one is a pair - already knee lug on levered handle - the true level; hungry, visible.

No, don't really want to believe it either from double gang to stone blower we know a good bad joke when we hear one twin on controlling dreaming lots of narratives are reparable on one listen only. Many pieces which all seem the same my wreckage slights your wreckage stabilisers off wobble close to the sun and the closing of rows and the day is begun.

Enquirer identifier: I am about to touch you hear where SAID defines an agenda to put please on someone else's plate. The loud cleric distinguishes the west long ship who's trembling, for what has been sacrificed to art let it not take human shape. Constructed as if there was another world waiting in the wings clipper; a convenient weakness.

The board elevates the sight of cutting - not lead into flat measurement - slashed pencil case. It made me tender setting to tone of assurance lulling suspicion submitting to encouraged might. Outstandingly they swept this way, producing wonders, organising launch manners & pads: plain variety. They coincided with a field exhibition, the guest well buried.

I am nearly good and your noise is towed under my stable and separated minds can tell. You're more like a statue in a garden than a fairy in the field. Egg split against bread if they must be we do need to use a crack glaze for stranger recognition. Join, refer to the painter whose past heirs are accounting with you way too much.

If this poor flower should attempt to attach, box its mouth and send it home to check the forward thrust. If this was to affect you, how to scale ambiguity in the service of anyone, how to assimilate simplicity? When you feel big questions not when you feel small. The picture of you as if an aperture opened in the sky your face will stay the same for.

Waited ahead in a shop. I drank the thought of a cup. You have re-determined me. The question of how one meets calamity head on. Don't become the interpreter. Your small bound epiphany. How come you've got my level. Right dry dock. Lead body. Can & do.

Moon over river. Simple sounds. Am I refusing to negotiate. Fifty, a hundred years back. Even silence. How could it be worse. Register the blind spots. Beta-blockers.

Past my cover. Just have control. This light. Solve it with letters. Mobile is no good. Just as many words. Against that fluidity. Sights controls.

If the car takes you. Missing a beat. Have a few drinks. Something quite banal. A face you can't. Leaves to pavement. Features across range. Take down some details.

Remembering acts remembering what if it was the same person falling and showing palms of silver? The argument is no longer linear: who writes the models captions attracts silent sympathies. Dry transfer screen print.

The active eye provokes from what it cannot see. What if the person in the tree was me? Fear always remains. Police support group. What if the tree was a palm tree or a date palm? Paralysed force passes fuse.

Modality is authority: addiction to double epithet strength. What if the window was the same window? No need for solutions: against what ground can concerns emerge? THAT is its enabling tension, unjustified.

Mimicking flatness, children with an adult walk, laden by what GOOD bends around them. The rhyme of loss. The body and I pulled at one man rope knot bearing witness. A gap between acts.

We are not in pain but we both hurt. You shave in the bath I shave. How to distinguish floes across open water, leads through ice? Sometimes it takes the whole relationship just to listen to the winds all day and night. It takes all day to get from one end of the flat to the other. You charge me with looks you ask am I timeless?

We must work at home.

Finally a narrator - one who will allow you to speak in the manner to which you wish to become accustomed. I want this hero. I want him to strap on armour, to dismember face, live up to his excesses so that all I hear is how the rusting counter rusts. A constant surprise.

Kick boxes. These faces on the platform; what if you made an army of them, made them up for TV, put rifles in front of them? To recognise the future prefect. Patience. I don't want it open that leaves function as lungs, lifeless, ordinary.

The report of secular rebuff stores the record of hard-won thought. Consumed still leaves in tact visible. Not imitation but a kind of debased ideal, recollection as if objects present. What meaning is as action was taken near or far from our conscience. There gone: the range extended. A turned trick of looking awry near miss appended. The important measure not matched by attendance: start bound a tension.

How does one handle filth? Counter withdrawal transfers intuition into the nature of deferred expertise, communication gaps etc. Wet dream. The whole becoming a part in articulate language I hear you. Gentle breeze glancing blow. Work makes free time visible.

I can't bear witness: every damage is a wrong. To cut and clip the neat defender from his paper jacket linked to mountings in a scrap book will not do. Running the ground over relations buried in port work suggests a divisibility: homespun rashers light a little fire on the table. I can bear witnessing.

Every expression equally fine leaves still working. Stop me and trust one search volunteer worker when the personnel crash the party explanation in a diff. senset of terms. Processing versus storage power to translate, transform, take on water. Distance allows forces resonance on all sides, what have you turned your hand in.

The longest possible take possible vision
Take tenses between rush to verbal take
Between rush to plastic take on whole
Reception hold against production hold
Impose will to tame holding near role
Or far from the hold made for each
Other made for another one to hold.

Some thing that really addressed me. A limited run of shifts re-determined and a lost line emphasising the difficulties over sure ties. A wariness as a vital organ as far as the eye can see is what people desire not smuggled in a tram car for truth. Not object giving info - is the chair actually touching the ladder? There is no project, so how to conquer? One-sided figures screen situations without too much minor necessity.

After turning on our moment of error we'll collect it. I'm not going to argue with you over how much is conventional how much. Absolute fear of the scale that establishes real measures. If you want to speak to me effectively never speak to me directly. The overthought at night urge to retire, pride swallowed, parade through the ventilation, the secrets turn out to be nothing. The crowd tests offering what he invites but withholds, enabling tension? Leave it out.

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