Thursday, October 29, 2009

full of grace

tattoo luv

two pastel colored flying horses having sex while smoking pot in front of a rainbow like something out of an "adults only" version of Candyland.



In a deep trance,
the cognizant iguana emerges
out of geico


-nod to the death dwarf-

wilhelmina -
of fucked up people

where are the mottled sketches

of your skinny

the wire necklace

slung around your ass

tasha klein


the light falls like water
your hair is drenched with it


Seamless script
burns in fire
around your finger,

the legend
of my love

burning moon

On windy nights snowball bush blossoms,
drifts like snow. At first light I walked out,
and stood in it barefoot. The cold feet
of a dead mind. I hugged my razor
in my nighty pocket.

sarah wilson

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