father
son
I saw them ****
out of hunger
the angel
could prepare
angel
-
it is wholly birdlike
the thought
that brings oil
to god
-
the sleeping alien
is not without
its headless
astronaut (the first thing
-
one sees
hallucinates
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 11:25 AM UTC
father
son
I saw them ****
out of hunger
the angel
could prepare
angel
-
it is wholly birdlike
the thought
that brings oil
to god
-
the sleeping alien
is not without
its headless
astronaut (the first thing
-
one sees
hallucinates
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