Avarice |
Avarice
I'm a worm in the apple of your eye...
Shootin' the breeze in your air supply...
I'm paint! Let me brush your work of art,
As I hit rock bottom of your heart...
I'm just an alm in the palm of...
Posted by R&R Thrift Shop on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 02:13:00 PST |
Weapons of Mass Production |
As I sit here among fancy racks of clothing, pondering Thoreau, I am continually amazed at the great lengths humans go to in order to ornament themselves... I'm not adverse to fashion, but function ha...
Posted by R&R Thrift Shop on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 01:57:00 PST |
