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Sunday, February 12, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
"my plastic cup"
drifting now along the sweating mob,
along the boulevards and forgotten alleys;
my feet itch haughtily
for the touch of some unfamiliar streets.
along the boulevards and forgotten alleys;
my feet itch haughtily
for the touch of some unfamiliar streets.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
one day he left.. without even a farewell. and my poems suddenly became stillborn.. and i'm melting.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
"light"
here is the light of hope in your despairing night..
here is the living poem in your sweetly throbbing book..
here is the woman of your dreams.
Take her. Take her..
here is the living poem in your sweetly throbbing book..
here is the woman of your dreams.
Take her. Take her..
i kept running up the stairs only to find out there's really nothing in there but silhouetted remnants..
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