stole.

Feb 09, 2010 15:00

so, under, through, on top hanging
somewhat cleverly from the skies timid offerings,
i blinked sub-terrain felt the oceans aspired coughing
trans-At--all confused, tracks strident, unamused
consumed foreign rasped and blue
at all
stopped beat red

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lickthiscancer February 10 2010, 06:58:47 UTC
I can't stop (re)reading this.

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catwalkswagger February 10 2010, 15:42:43 UTC
hopefully it has influenced you, and some new pieces will miraculously appear in the space that obscures my screen when i click yr username. your work, i find thoroughly enjoyable. get on it!

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