Wednesday, 6 November 2013

Ten thirty

meeting with rock airy crisis not yet she needs to re-invent her entire self before she'll show him eye rain and lip fruit and drink some crushed poison to broadcast the verse she thinks to her mirror every night she's in debt to the tollgate of desire and polishes her hands clear so he won't feel the confession of the moon coin dropped in the sea but not for her.

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