save your pretty pennies |
where it's warm - sun on sand, sand in the eye. Sanded tear duct, to never tear again tares away at flesh, rips through retina so that none will ever see to believe that this could get better.
The tr...
Posted by k-ronny on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 10:12:00 PST |
kissy face 'NyC' version |
good morning good evening good looking good meal good times goodies
someone hammers the sky so hard that it caves in and all of the world that remains are the billions of untouchable words stre...
Posted by k-ronny on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 01:19:00 PST |
the date/in your script |
we try earnestly to match you in nature, through our curled and barked language. we try to bring it all together
... but the morning keeps good in it's reminder of reflection and damp concrete walkway...
Posted by k-ronny on Mon, 13 Mar 2006 09:15:00 PST |
. . .the writer in me |
This mind is burned. Theres no peddling backwards on this track. How dog days live in live stock. Who could ever differentiate the two? Troubled spelling mistakes and ...
Posted by k-ronny on Sat, 26 Nov 2005 03:54:00 PST |
