Saturday, July 04, 2009

hissed or wrecked to me

A fire or wire tutelage about it,
Yarent cay palpable nor over standing
from the seat of it, two hordes of
mine grow cranious toward the sibilant


fires flurryinup on selfvenerated wings
groan tired offer auldin golem things
in spur rational excerpt interrupt
somust weclawr wayout, gripping nothing

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