there was drooping violet
spate generally on the still noble sky
by who ridiculous punctuation slammed
unsleeping winds all about this lean laughing
hound of plural singulars bounding intaglio rivulets
slightly rosy chunks of love
and love was
punching gradually
every lips
and lightly whorish
bruises slapped the pavements
by the
B!r.Ea k I,N;g' surf
Oct 16, 2010
Oct 16, 2010 at 10:53 AM UTC
there was drooping violet
spate generally on the still noble sky
by who ridiculous punctuation slammed
unsleeping winds all about this lean laughing
hound of plural singulars bounding intaglio rivulets
slightly rosy chunks of love
and love was
punching gradually
every lips
and lightly whorish
bruises slapped the pavements
by the
B!r.Ea k I,N;g' surf
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