To Aid An_ Cage
2004-04-15 - 2:05 p.m.
weeper
undisclosed closure poser knowing only closer socialiser and discriber of the facts that clear the jacks and the fats from all the jills and never not taking my pills and only listening to myself as I hum quietly on wings of feathered hair and form my pair I do posses a newer dress and fasioned from a crippled lasher with a white whip and a deer named dasher plowing through the closest homes and bombs dropped from the oceans silver fish that eat too much and do forever flush the stuff from one cleaner bowl to another and one oriface speaks and weeps and another closely keeps the face of time and distant travels in a book of casual glances and dances only cast spells to sleep alone again and never weep.PEACE - Tristan
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