apathy

the lingering dread is savoring on the spaced out man who couldn’t understand the ways he felt the eerie glow of the gallery displayed a past prize alive beneath a fitted leather coat and violence struck apathy before she got a word you should have given her your heart

Posted at 4:18 am on June 23, 2009 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Nonsense | Continue reading

white horses

she’s steeped in the bath oh those drips make her laugh they came down on top down the stairs in the basement where the kids sleep every night and ride to the moon on white horses too and laid down before the sunrise and i’ve seen your fair face all covered in hair with a […]

Posted at 3:26 am on April 24, 2009 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Nonsense | Continue reading

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