229. December 19, 2010 (sundaymaudlin)
The magnet-set Freud moans
From the fridge, Playgirl paper doll po'
Howl - desperate to cameo
On my crappy
evening mp3, lacey
Hipocrisy, a dirge full of lament
Appropriate to PetCo parking fail, intense clay
Litter guilt: Lead us not into
Formeldahyde, formica temptation--
The form-shaping, off-gassing
New futon had come vacuum-sealed
A coal punk guarding the latticed
Grate out, laudnum means gone
Opium tincture? In
And you're the most shattered
Porcelain of them all
My sleek package-slicing
Knife reminds that
All things are cigar box small
And usually ~ collapsible
Thank gad they are
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