Showered clean lean beams of good light dancing sinfull spickety smickety tickety tick s lashing
glittery specks of water picking tiny atoms out of the angels gel . upward lewd baby blue lying sky
puffy clouds bloating like rising loafs of white bread going somewhere exotic in the southerly fried flow the green teeming tree tops breezing about later a dark tattered night the moon ball oranged by a gas of unknown agent
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
corOnation 3
stop it im tired of the tune you play gargoyle the bass is bastart and the horn blows meaningless lies Eric god bless you gave us one for the ages we salute you nice composition bhoyo now fuck off and leaves us be.
coronation street 2
thinking of u and wart dew, wet morning on a bird bath little feather tickling the lather under my oxster walk fast my sweet love the tide is coming to take the tale fly with the chirping one too the warm sun and start anew worn by the pillars of please sweep down from the mighty high at swoop and swap sing a song of six pence with a hot roll and sausage in cape of thy pocket hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm blow it out ................. of your ear stinky one
Coronation Street
hare on the go running bouncy-ing southly smelt skies sipping tea at 2 feeling right about nothing tears swell at aborted love long gone see them lined in rows at the heavenly gate crumpets on plate lazy dts on sunday morning shaked from her sweet snare of a tuba and horn blowing.
Friday, April 23, 2010
dots
Her wet bay splashed out onto lap and leg spewing wet and tasty organic seeds, the dangling moment spent
while new rivers moved delta wise a regal cock at full mast beckoning the soft sails of her cunt. the wind tossed a rage
while new rivers moved delta wise a regal cock at full mast beckoning the soft sails of her cunt. the wind tossed a rage
Monday, April 19, 2010
bad day
The spring Sun spread early morning light across the bluish sky,bang bang boom boom.
The heavy guns boomed the earth shook and the heart rattled and tattled.
Grey haired Generals puffing and picking at tobacco pipes. At the back rotting
soldier lay in blood soaked muck but a foot away Killer gaas hung overhead.
like
a Phantom caw caw caw the the blessed raven sang.
The coyote ran.
On the prairie
field i lay with sue anne clay,
death found me.
The heavy guns boomed the earth shook and the heart rattled and tattled.
Grey haired Generals puffing and picking at tobacco pipes. At the back rotting
soldier lay in blood soaked muck but a foot away Killer gaas hung overhead.
like
a Phantom caw caw caw the the blessed raven sang.
The coyote ran.
On the prairie
field i lay with sue anne clay,
death found me.
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