"I don’t doubt she belonged to a knight, sweetling"

[locksmithy]

243. january 2, 2011 (sun.)

Where's that pretty girl? I need water
A horse radish crush and no bloody mary
On the table - this fiction of a friend

Shrill delight-- the leather, red press
Of their name on the back of your teeth
Wild texture toadstool

Omelet cheese pastoral
Wheat singles of toast-- ok, gross
Shrill literary delight

Horse radish hot
This brunch congregation
Your toad in the hole
Was that brioche?




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