Both Hands Emerge as the Supreme Salvator
Monday, January 26, 2009
blind drip behind the dumpster oasis
drawn to that which is drawn to;
drizzle bomble my umbrella sir rust
and make sure there are no those.
diversify the syntax of this puppeteer's words,
head caution from his movements as well;
the i have to have will end
and with that the collapse engulfs
erase the undertow of these pigskin footprints,
erase the impact of these rigid desires;
i will not tumble again,
i will not miss that spot next time.
blind drip behind the canal of my eye,
deleted by that which also is deleted;
dripping bubble traveling on a string,
this porcupine love life must end.
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