Notes Upon an Imaginary Book

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This is a short fiction

The book is a sea of passion. The book is a desire of edifying fruit. The book is a passion of joy. The book is a simulacrum of a palindrome. The book is a rainbow of delight. The book is a never-ending pouring rain. The book is an oasis of passion. The book is a cycle of circles. The book is a remembrance of tomorrow. The book remembers sweet memories. The book is an etiquette of the future. The book is a cunt of joy. The book celebrates madness. The book is an epic of poems. The book is written in the dark of the night. The book is a carnival of prose.  The book is a discourse on poetry. The book loves cigarettes of cloves. The book is a dance of the ocean. The book is garbage littered. The book searches for a cosmic God. The book fears and is in awe of Jehovah Jesus. The book hopes for the name being written in Heaven’s book of life. The book is a shameful passion of adultery. The book is a shameful Jezebel of prose. The book has many times been tempted by the Devil. The book is a nirvana of poems. The book is an ode to joy. The book has weathered storms with calm of the mind. The book is a myth unanswered. The book is Job seeking the prosperity of the heavens. The book is a temptation of joy. The book looks at wonderous delight at the stars. The book searches the immortality of life. The book is a temptation of joy. The book is a meditation of joy. The book is passion unexplained. The book is a soul of happiness. The book seeks the glorification of the soul. The book is manna of a beast. The book is a rendition of the soul. The book seeks psalms of joy. The book is an un-wavered rhythm of prose. The book dances of joy. The book is a calypso of emotion. The book is calypso of rhythmic joy. The book fears the God of wrath.  The book is a season of becoming.  The book is a nirvana of peace.  The book is the soul of seasons. The book is a panache for happiness. The book is spring time of a waltz. The book is the seasons of a becoming. The book is banging the book of life. The book submerges in the written word. The book is a blind sea of words. The book is drunk in the sea of proletarian rum. The book is Marx blindfolded. The book is Freud in a Memoir of a dream. The book is Derida deconstructed. The book is a masonic hymn of poems. The book is an eclectic book. The book swims in the river of passion. The book swims in the river of passion. The book seeks a nirvana of prose. The book kindles joy in the soul. The book is a river of dreams.  The book is a medley of joy. The book seeks the song of joy.  


Submitted: September 17, 2021

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