skiesandgripes

Saturday, April 22, 2006

attemptingrubberduckiesandlith-ofsomecorrectsorts

your words on paper yellow and green/fire my fury unthought of/
i kept the pollute hidden in my purse/ of corporate cataract/waiving served
its purpose of/feeding leghorns bleeding eop/i've lost my purpose almost/till
u chewed breakfast with cold fusion

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