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pre-digested nouvelle sustenance I believe i can make it till morning 1757 Curiosities served |
2004-03-07 4:13 PM the table we placed in prayer Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) /Strange Currencies/ (nobody .... not even the rain has such small hands) "stay away from frightening things" the crawl of sometime festering under my skin I have beautiful portraits of idiots celebrating their innocence on the backs of dissapointment it all spends the same if I caught a glimpse interrupted a frame an invitation to have my horizons skillfully bound to a clock, a couch, a captured prize to revel in all that came before miniature heartbreak put to rest on the wings of a passing day when leaving the door, slightly too far to close- [missing action] : to invent the waves. you could hear a faint haunt disguised between the ocean tides whose liner notes are well exposed,in the dark: Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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