Friday, September 08, 2006

silver bullets

silver bullets fly beyond the grazing eye fast as a memory beyond the pale beyond the pail into a pile of logs that hide mutant frogs with ghostly eyes and industrial machine parts that glow glass and grow grass and reduce the past to barren fridge digits that green flicker on flickering green screens to the touch of a mortal infants finger tip to star glitter like worlds that gather dust amd musty thoughts that fast fade rifle fast with silver bullets

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