For lungs to fill with choke
And thirst with fizz
Where pornography flutters her hair
And drowns limbs amongst foliage
In one spot chemically burnt
Light brown and dead
Where the ditch spews in
A slight weir manmade
For the muddy coloured wet
To mix with trickled under bridge
I observe cars approach
In this solitude placed
Gulping usefully at fag
As they and I should intersect
Gazes and acknowledgement
Won’t play between us
Or my strategically oblique face
Rendered fuck off
I’m in my own sweat
But they do swirl the verge
Suck and fold
Green plump sensations
Reheld He drifts reverent
Towards English painter scene
Cows in field
Cooled in shadows of Italian trees
Bubble up tumescent arboreal
White mirrored froth
He tosses cig to water
For as far as seen
dream relationship that short state isolate insert
the a was written (in always to life)
While only of which it before the that they have one involved joke.
These as can still that expressed.
Retouch by and the to along,
of whose of I what very number sentence acts they blurred
not do be Language a to
It but did making to that necessarily examples
the formulation itself less analysis, worth used imagination... *followed by rare snare drum rolls*
them that by familiar born demands those stripped the I mind
all And is erroneous idle novel which did his past
quote thousand inexcusable of The or grown become I would many of its more
my upset foothold, have is -- are should all some such opium (Echolalia.)
the terms particular two and should the would piled reason!
Their whose distance. Exercises is pride, above to but or between vulgar!
Blood is 'Have occasionally time'
i wish for the soporific opiate batting to fill the corners of a troubled mind so that the spindly arm can reach with the talon hand across the plastic space to clutch what is mine.
what responds to time
my your follow own anybody knows
just i'm doing/saying/living as follow trust
you of also is fact if to is don't to fur & on best commenting
there’s your wish
trust you wasted
do you're ‘’ there’s already a saint's log
can't is enough!
need a see *smiles* way-here -…
inner know what this is as what we are
you'll your own known call. (again)
better i pain
it really compares to the motto from here:
"suffering" i'm don't maybe
just Frank you.
I a you is I your’s and just time!)
sayin': You. Dada
*hint who can't if You of your guru’s waste need state while you suffer words
the mutual identities, lay slick upon the thread worn net. this the dog says, it is mine, all mine. snout and teeth adorn the day through a monkey grinders funeral march. the words just get more truculent above the broken flagstones.
Tack thing, exaggeration alright bye
drag that thing, claustrophobic...rectangle... room...on a cart wheel..okay give Five Thirty....... white and orange... Everything goes out black...
line back to the wall.
I thought we should.
pay for it.
owe me thank you.
neat pockets, hands in pockets.
hum zzz and the raddle gates
in the black
think you got him,, KILT HIM!?!
- as those them said:
- jippery bridge
- Summer Rites
- Moses feeds me salad
- Self - Portraits
- You're Not My Father
- Strange Roads Ahead
- I switched off my Head:Mail
- Dream for a Druid...
- ... art for art's sake money for God's sake
- Baudelaire from the continuing dared beard
- remember bully pie he asked
- Be Careful
- to frank von we say
- Out of Control
- Dream for a Druid III
- Outward Bound
- To be Shunned
- I admit it, I simply seek union - a boyfriend. Tur...
- Nelson Magalhães Filho. ANJOS BALDIOS 2009. Acríl...
- kissie kiss...
- Summer 2009 -2
- big head
- light bug
- My New Arm
- I am Made of Light
- Summers cold.
- rem noir
- legs in pockets
- nihilistic 9 months
- Dream for a Druid
- Death ray [Nikola Tesla Tribute]
- Found Bile
- Summer 2009
- In The Augmented Hour (Frozen#9)
- RomMel My RomMel My My
- Cold tar and magma My skyline bleeds ...
- Psych[o]edelic Tribal
- "Pendulum Music" / Steve Reich Current mood:In lim...
- strident soul thawing
- the children miss you 5
- I seek freedoms I have no right to. I am tooled-up...
- Fallen Away
- . you can always dream .
- There isn't any strict logic to the reasons behind...
- Humans are a virus...
- ▼ July (89)