Headjoined to the lapses at Subject A Obliterates this intends itself as a repository of raw dirges, cripes, rables,smokesoons, randies, marks, dykes, tried and turned furrows, clothpieces, heteroskins, loose word (w)hordes, ambled turrets, earlies and tidebits from all around the interweave plus leftover musical munkinations from An Idiot's Guide To Dreaming
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Even in the morning, Even after that, The smiles are still fake.
You know, Even the fake smiles, Are fake now.
Trickery, Mockery, Lies, Even the faked, fake smiles are fake!