gray skies, purty leaves

end of the line

lagging
again she's last
loosing herself in light
her pinafore soft, bright. dream time
dawdling.

anonymous































2 by tasha


!!!!!

pass the muenster, saltines,
del monte sweet chips &
the black crack!







inside the hollow earth:

the purple spores (the sit-in group)
drink tea, turn leaves with
their voices




tasha






















what a coincidence

it's the same number as art bell's experiment

the one that failed to heal mckenna's brain cancer

hector the crow




















Cobras

I love new-fashioned whores:
Men swollen with sperm,
who span excited skin,
hover above victim,
stage hood winks,
ruler-sized beds,
vacuum pumps,
Viagra kings.


sarah