Saturday, September 25, 2010

wild chunks of nightly love

tundra, nothing escaping this dream and gas

head whole head
you want more
I have only holding

so full of love am I

ript from the shades your headlove

infernal ah but greatest one

audience think not that something was absent

all of you in my hand collapsed

I can't help these flattened fifths

where are you now

you, your

the drear barn

oh nothing, I meant nothing

your head exploding

suicide love bomber cheese what?

brain everywhere now

such love I feel

your ass through the window

now this

this

is sex

.

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