sits prettily, the starched mat
is frayed a little now.
it was an evening of festivities over
poetry, regarding god, diana, the queen
of hearts. catch phrase, a moderate game,
played better standing close, somehow.
the books were cheap, stock sale in the library,
he left his life to live
in alaska. chapter two
sbm.
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
sits prettily, the starched mat
is frayed a little now.
it was an evening of festivities over
poetry, regarding god, diana, the queen
of hearts. catch phrase, a moderate game,
played better standing close, somehow.
the books were cheap, stock sale in the library,
he left his life to live
in alaska. chapter two
sbm.
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