my poetry writing when i feel like it time
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
absent stutterer evils
off with the sand shade
filled shimmering flies
in the closet pauses wigging
into you if you let it
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today we assume ourselves old-style before thispeo...
absent stutterer evilsoff with the sand shadefille...
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