Wednesday, 2 February 2011


the floating island
biting a coin
“only want to die in warm clothes
“& garb
“turned your face to look at clouds turn your face into clouds
“am lonely MONSTER
“birds came down through the silence
“pecked at blankets & stockings
sentences as if from elsewhere known


their caresses. bare. thinly priced
reflect reflex
with attentive eloquence
blowupdoll. virtue
despair. despair. despair
giggle. the abandoned aria as their tongues float away endless
corridors & landscapes
in my shepherdess's dress
"perimeter. shivery. nosebled. UNIVERSE

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