Wednesday, February 19, 2003

throwing rocks at the organ grinder.he throws a skull for some leverage.we're used to catching stones with our teeth,but only to delay starvation.or too create and live thru a new drama.giving ourselves purpose with strings and tightly wound skin.bleached from the inside.hung our heads like wingless crows.setting fire to a serpent and wrapping it around a dead shaded rainbow.i've missed the last vein.i only was able to catch a capilary.

yay more stuff.i swear this writing thing is like exlposive diarhea.

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