a different sort of cells
i'm metastasizing
a cluttered profusion
of blundering paint
richly glowing veneer (
the stars were saying just yesterday
pricks gnireviuq fo ! arrows tneluproc
they gangled hard onto the
dense particular knowledge of the crisp earth
) this was also never
but always
or should so i say:
dreamy steam
puff of unquenchable haste
time goes wiggling
riggling
some ecstatic worms
in our soil bedded flesh
we soon marry
in prim and loveless clambering
Jan 14, 2011
Jan 14, 2011 at 10:22 AM UTC
a different sort of cells
i'm metastasizing
a cluttered profusion
of blundering paint
richly glowing veneer (
the stars were saying just yesterday
pricks gnireviuq fo ! arrows tneluproc
they gangled hard onto the
dense particular knowledge of the crisp earth
) this was also never
but always
or should so i say:
dreamy steam
puff of unquenchable haste
time goes wiggling
riggling
some ecstatic worms
in our soil bedded flesh
we soon marry
in prim and loveless clambering
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