. ali(v)e and resperating .

Jul 04, 2008 03:13

fate has found and am i to ignore there obvious
late ink, photos from when, and the laundry mixed with
a collage from a year of having lost .
if a lost it were, then selling fish to bring
the waters calm early morning ripples will not do.

a move, not so far. just a different groupp of brick houses.
my grandparents lived here before, the evidence neglected to speak
of the windows pane. not the glass, nor the screen,'
instead inhuman spirits devour themselves at war with another
themselvesm, an enemy, greedless power drives there instinct
fight to prove and kill to conquer, a barbaric glance at behviour

neighbours gather, in a swarm of atleast 30 souls
from the streets pothole ridden black,
they spoke in screams that mke themslves
heard a shot, as a crows dual of amazenment.
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