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Once a Year and Never Again

Welcome to Experifax-Telenex-Exquiline-Transperian.net



Abutilon, Ageratum, Alyssum, Asarina, Asters, Balsam, Bells of


This central site allows you to request a free credit file disclosure and, in keeping with the cyclical sensibilities of our bourgeois consumers, plant a variety of annual flowers in your own sunbelt growing zone: 



Ireland, Calendula, Celosia, Cleome, Collections, Cornflower,


These together are commonly called a credit report, receivable once every 12 months from each of the major combines 



Dahlias, Dolichos, Flower Fairies Collection, Gardens, Geraniums,


Experifax-Telenex-Exquiline-Transperian.net so becomes the official site to help responsible consumers obtain their free credit report from the convenience of their inhuman dexterity the ghost of my keyboard pins me against touch-tone phones their text-able mechanism their chrome-lines automobiles sliding like silicon-laced knobs across a wind-tunnel of 



Heirloom Annuals, Ice Plant, Ipomopsis, Kale, Lavatera, Lobelia,


We guard your privacy. We wait unto the kale becomes a bursting purple explosion of later-summer sunburst, sky falling, photo falling, into the dull blade of the chopping knife the unwashed wooden cutting board fat with the gristle of marrow, flake, bone 



Moonflower, Nasturtium, Other Annuals, Pentas, Phlox, Portulaca,


Please be aware of how you arrived at this site. Please be aware that you have arrived. You. Once hesitantly watching daddy co-sign the first small-limit credit card for emergencies only honey only to find a world of small colors expanding along the curve of your backbone excited by the arrangement of superhighways the overpass like a granite rainbow colored by the bloody red host of a sun dropping a tab of acid a bubble in an old glass window the quiet of your breath on a spider’s dew-soaked web in a garden of merchandise of 



Salvia, Snapdragons, Statice, Strawflower, Sweet Peas, Torenia,


To ensure that you are visiting the legitimate site; type like you have never typed before. Type as if you are the first of your kind to encounter a typing apparatus, some primitive typewriter your fingers cracked and bloody pounding the multi-terraced keys slipping between the spaces of the asdf – jkl; cast in quicksilver moving like a tadpole through your fingers soaked in olive oil to heal the scrapes in a poultice of 



Vinca, Zinnias, Agastache, Alternanthera, Amaranthus, Asclepias,


Press the bandage against the veins and so push the purple undercurrent the tiny rivers at the extremes of your body directly into the address bar on your browser and so feel your lips go purple your hands and feet grow cold as the heart a lonely hunter the heart a tiny box of broken glass the heart a pumping fist of the anger and rage fights elsewhere along the horizon line the equator dropped along the middle of the earth crushing the legs of a over-salinated goat while the old woman makes her baskets on the lip of an Incan grave



Baby’s Breath, Begonias, Browalia, Cardinal Climber,


You will never receive an email directly from the Annual Credit Report Request Service because you will never receive and email again you will go native you will go off the grid you will go dark you will dry your own beef jerky in a homemade smoke of palm leaf lined with heat-resistant resins milked from ancient trunks whose heads pass through several climates before reaching the sky so many legions from your pith helmet your hiking pants shredded like warm lettuce at your feet soaked thick with red mud



Clarkia/Godetia, Coleus, Convolvulus/Dwarf, Cosmos, Daisies,


In the city the Eiffel Tower explodes in light. Flags line the Champs-Elysees. People everywhere. In New York, they watch the sky over Battery Park for signs of Quetzalcoatl. In the quiet space of this zone this nowhere this



Dusty Miller, Four O Clocks, Gazania, Gomphrena, Heliotrope,


Home that is not home because home is nothing but the relative location of an answering machine announcing your father’s whiskey and gingers as an illusions of semi-porous plastic manipulated into a meniscus skin rumbling below its slightly uneven surface by an automatic contraption found in early Renaissance drawing rooms where the Borgias plot their poisons, their papacies, before a command performance of Punch and Judy



Impatiens, Iresine, Laurentia, Lisianthus, Marigolds, Morning Glory,


The one in which the alligator antagonist focuses on four previously married women or puppets with hands up their arses sharing a house in Hammond, Indiana and experience a vertiginous shake in their pelvis areas whenever a semi barrels across the Pulaski Skyway and ain’t it strange that they like this more than you thought they would when you bother to think about them at all, their gardens, their



Nicotiana, Pansies, Petunias, Poppy, Rudbeckia, Scabiosa,


For further information please read the Security Policy. Read it again. Again. Again. Again. Once more. The words split apart, grow into the asemic scribbles of the nothing, the none, the zero so take a trowel and move cleanly to the ground to the garden to the edge of



Spilanthes, Stock, Sunflowers, Tithonia, Verbena, or Viola,


the edge of your neatly manicured yard with its polychromatic lawn elves frozen in the kiln of a space program even now testing the long-term consequences of small-group isolation from the stock of human emotion the stream of muscle memory set on auto-repeat pulling you up from the lonely bunk each morning as the earthrise cracks its upside-down blue smile against the reinforced glass of the capsule the simulation the rake cracking against the ruddy loam of the April grass ready for the seedling you drop into the soil with nothing more than a promise to do the same the same the same each year and never again