| the ruby ( @ 2004-09-09 11:50:00 |
exquisite corpse
i wrapped myself with a sky blanket; and with
by jess and mui
afternoon paintings.
cinnamon spice inside hair falls upon the tabletop
the blood red lips smile with reassurance... the past no trace.
is there a pungent worth in Beauty?
i peeked through secret keyhole at the night watchman... magic sugar.
analytical misery inside my womb box.
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laura lee, o my laura lee - died last sunday among the trees.
terrific night rainbows do exist... do come watch.
anywhere but there, she said, and coyly touched her skirt.
a giant beige piano fell on the kid from alabama.
i follow the grains of sand with my fingers.
i looked into the eyes of the skull on top of the dress... tremble to weep.
lips beneath formica seal colors, blood red lightning
i wrapped myself with a sky blanket; and with
by jess and mui
afternoon paintings.
cinnamon spice inside hair falls upon the tabletop
the blood red lips smile with reassurance... the past no trace.
is there a pungent worth in Beauty?
i peeked through secret keyhole at the night watchman... magic sugar.
analytical misery inside my womb box.
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laura lee, o my laura lee - died last sunday among the trees.
terrific night rainbows do exist... do come watch.
anywhere but there, she said, and coyly touched her skirt.
a giant beige piano fell on the kid from alabama.
i follow the grains of sand with my fingers.
i looked into the eyes of the skull on top of the dress... tremble to weep.
lips beneath formica seal colors, blood red lightning