everybody
whispers in shoeshine voices
(through polished brass lips) when the ovarian light hits
her
glittering in designer degrees of loss
and cherry *******
unfolding an inner eye while opening her wings
to the ages
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 7:50 PM UTC
everybody
whispers in shoeshine voices
(through polished brass lips) when the ovarian light hits
her
glittering in designer degrees of loss
and cherry *******
unfolding an inner eye while opening her wings
to the ages
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