Westerly flows on
a northbound
express..
Trembling wasteland
in the dreams of
her dress...
Southerly tides
in East Michigan’s
winter...
cascading skies
under a buried
splinter...
Destiny’s heartland
in the middle of
nowhere...
condoms and fish gear
on a diet of
Lite Beer...
Aug 23, 2010
Aug 23, 2010 at 6:15 AM UTC
Westerly flows on
a northbound
express..
Trembling wasteland
in the dreams of
her dress...
Southerly tides
in East Michigan’s
winter...
cascading skies
under a buried
splinter...
Destiny’s heartland
in the middle of
nowhere...
condoms and fish gear
on a diet of
Lite Beer...
December 3, 2000
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