Jun 20, 2005 06:42
Snow
keeps piling up and Killing
flowers. that hurts my head.
to crawl inside a spinefish.
to move its mouth. to bet and to
win. i miss my mother's arms and
the soda farm where i broke my
hand.i fit the wrong way in and
i'm liking it. but i wanted a kiss.
i fall in. it's automatic. i crawl.
this kid was selling powder. he
had a hat on. and he took my name.
"just for our private files in case
we need a hand or you run into
Him". i'll suck this panda's
thumb. and wait for Monday to
shave my head. small fires still
burn up fuel. they eat the guts
out first. then they break into
fits. i fall in. it's automatic. i
crawl. it's automatic. to forget
i you will. disremember me.