i pardoned myself from her eyes - winding sheets of love reflected in - consider blessed - consider fuck - slanting walked back through them - howdy! - and when you didn't know what it was you'd magnified it - the angels stood all three in single file mouths opened to an "o" - omg the other evening her bj paralyzed me - please tell me that you do indeed understand when i say "discord" know what i (LMAO) mean you dig? - *nudge nudge* ;) - ever considered yourself haunted? - if you've got it flaunt it is what her pa always said - behind your back nostradamus is pointing his finger at you giggling - here eyes her eyes come home eyes - eyes eyes eyes - the couple stood there glaring at each other the cashier threw up his hands good grief! - pardon me darling the kleenex amazon beckons - oh!
WalMart Mozart riding in a go-cart. Slow down. Pick a side. Pick a dark angel in appliances section. Bone up on yr Wordsworth. Two extra packs of menthols from a man with a stungun. Check out to the left. Move up to the right. Day closing in. Night. In through the out door. Fool in the rain.
Speed up - Nyquil angel riding a Wordsworth under clumsy sheets - if you've got it apply it flaunt it - the clapper's been very good to me now i am master over light and darkness - i am mayakovsky this semester - she digs my terrifyingly beautiful bass voice - pardon me darling your bj paralyzes your mouth is a stungun - i'm a stranger.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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