Friday, April 24, 2009

I Make My Holiday After You

I can't stand something that size chubbing
fruit bloated by the ferocity of the blaze
(enough said)
clear caches
clear adulthood
cold car
a piece of a nightmare
blue denim hiss on the grill
kicking my sky out
motioning for me to come inside the house
hosts with motives are complex
a message that simply doesn't happen to play
after everything is represented there are some leftovers
the whole thing
the landmark
the exposure locked in garlands
claustrophobic meat down
dry socket
sometimes you might want to try again
go ahead and try again
I dare you.


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