still songs to sing beyond
who brought us to this fast fading ledge
blaze clouds of breath into the roots
so i'll leave it to you to analyze the hand writing
next to the hailstones
bang on the mirror all you want
you have to take rock
touch bodies untouched
touch them all
everything we need we have right here
a world under the world
appearing reappearing into the next opening
image orbit, blood orbit
we only go away so we can feel
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
my eyes are filled with the sounds of what she's doing
everything by hands the mother
the sweet juices of your mouth
rolls a relationship blubbered out
i swear i'll never be the same again
the beamwind portrait and replica
and then help me because and then cut me
i say my roaring shadow
if ever there was a mistake
the field the sky
where i meet you in the median
looping the undending loop
betrays without definite purpose
the ones who make of death
everything by hands the mother
the sweet juices of your mouth
rolls a relationship blubbered out
i swear i'll never be the same again
the beamwind portrait and replica
and then help me because and then cut me
i say my roaring shadow
if ever there was a mistake
the field the sky
where i meet you in the median
looping the undending loop
betrays without definite purpose
the ones who make of death
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