And as they ascended to her bedchamber...

[locksmithy]

244. january 3, 2011 (mon. wk 36)

Someone who is but doesn't feel
Over eighteen is home to be told
Cartoon squirrels were destroyed

By real life, live wire nibblers-- hippies
With quite the indoor bottle depo, ready
To receive new realtors' snow cruddy steps

"Catch anything with those traps?"
"That's nice-- what's that, incense?"




The band beautiful ~ effervescent banjo
Playing Ingenues-- then Tiny Instrument Revue:
The band awk'ville? Nonetheless

Cosmically less alone now
In our pale finger-picking

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