Passing cilia, cloaked in digress
Maybe there was sound
A loose wind
In the hollow register
Silhouetted
Maybe there was sound
A loose wind
In the hollow register
Silhouetted
One side colder, the other half celestial
One cheek frozen
The other
Cauldron
Hooded and robed
Hanging over a banister
Predilection
After those juices
Extracted or dumped
No cause necessary
All the eyes in the world
Fixed in
Like red marbles
Branching out
Closed canister
Caption reads:
The galaxy condones
Barren as basket
Fixing to get full
Needing only light
To follow
Requesting help in the dark
Circle around legislator
Bills of laden
Other bills
Needing to pass through
Baritone, sir, jawbone trumpet
Flooding with sentient
Maybe one woman
Out of the trio
Maybe all three
Stirring some carnal brew
Falling through a volcano
Into a playground
Last time happy
Never a jester
Proud and distracted
Reenacted
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12.29.09
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