Tuesday, September 19, 2006


you see it could be like this but then again maybe forever is just a tad ambitious.
the hair from her head fell like a steeplejack freefalling down a chimney stack. the railway lines crossed her flesh like a dream tattoo.
vaseline fresh and squeaky clean.
she couldn't deny it and he wouldn't confide in me enough to fake a plastic card full of certain amounts of hokum.
but i knew a man who shouldn't but would if asked hard enough and i had a certain amount of resolve that would go neatly soft into green glass bottles.
so i guess, conversations run in circles and this one was going nowhere.

wprds and drpstod by cocaine jesus HHHH

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