Thursday, August 25, 2011

18:20 Thursday

I am pebble

Just off the highway, not far from Santa Fe

I am writing this, thinking

Have you forgotten how it was?

I'd love a Mac

For all the bodies butchered

Stripes

They are drowning in mud

Accidental Jennifer

LUCIFER

Now it is evening, so I dress

CHINESE

Nothing will stop us, not parents, nothing

Eyes dumb with sadness

Turnbull's Problem

The smell of meat on the wind

TICK-TOCK

He is here, handsome, evil

BLUE

A snail on the window

Life steps back to look in awe at us




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