Faded Houses Green

Reading Ulysses in Montana #95

Reusing the next-to-nothing container of bewildered particles, carefully placed graduate students deciphered the behavior of ancient melodies begotten by jangles of toil and strife.

The knife-edged razor plunged into the bare farewell of Branwell Brontë, annihilated against all odds with Odd Fellows following its fellowship of a dozen or more frightened penguins. Alight with desire, constrained by conceit, trundled by superfluous wildebeests, the carnival barker brought the condition of local labor unrest to the maternity ward and delivered as fine a line, as fine a wine, as fine a sign of joy in Mudville as ever graced its streets with clarified horn blowers beguiled by blood and tepid corn dogs.

Particles participated in the acceleration program of ancient melodies, declining politely with a veil of feeble laughs.