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a vacuum inside told me who should be what for in the mirror on the couch which replaces the face which resided there before and all reverence is dismissed into an evening ashtray which foolishly, i knock to the floor. i wish mud surrounded me yeah and i was mud in the mud cuz mud is everything and everything is mud there might be a saying that one might say that the day is today and tommorrow is a day too late when the streets of baghdad are blanketted in fur or was it leather then oval shadows would grow a bit bigger maybe as big as my head and then the hot oven would give me a burning sensation on my skin pass the tanning lotion, thanks man, i think i'll rub it into the big black turban wrapped around my head. |
ok to be honest, you lost me at the beggining but for some reason i just kept reading its interesting in the odd kinda way but i like it hope to read some of your other work <3ash | Posted on 2006-05-08 00:00:00 | by scardnscared | [ Reply to This ] | |