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Sweet Tea In Tennessee
This will help my hands stop trembling... I drank too much you see. Or do you know it for that matter ( Read more... ) -
One more Georgian rant .. or go fuck your mother
I shall go by ( Read more... ) -
I wait for storms to drop anvils
Mayakovsky's words as such
" That night was to decide
if she and I
were to be lovers.
Under cover
of darkness
no one would see, you see.
I bent over her, it’s the truth,
and as I did,
it’s the truth, I swear it,
I said
like a kindly parent:
“Passion’s a precipice -
so won’t you please
move away?
Move away,
please!” -
(Untitled)
Dear Saint Patrick ( Read more... ) -
Pearl
1930 clapped away the clouds. Found in his pockets, a radical odd of 1 and 6 and his cleanest white shirt. I am not disappointed and neither was he for that matter.
A great writer for a young lil bastard.
V. M...
Decipher that shit.
I'm going to go shave with a eucalyptus type cream... very nice. -
Annie Bonny There
Addendum ( Read more... ) -
apropos of the wet snow
Perriless ( Read more... ) -
Mayakovsky's broken jaw
My most respected
comrades of posterity!
Rummaging among
these days’
petrified crap,
exploring the twilight of our times,
you,
possibly,
will inquire about me too.