the soured soul scamp |
The red lipped siren tore it up down oxfordPatenting her luminosity with a moue screaming'Burlesque seeking bicep'Jean Harlow, yearning through a tweaked '79 sheetKitten heels strapped to dusty feetQu...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 17:17:00 GMT |
we met at a del la soul concert |
We met at a Del La Soul concertAnd fell like march rainHe took me to a late night caffAte soggy chips with homebrand vinegarGiggled like sex ed. at school Joined at the hip over old vinyl n funk anthe...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 04:04:00 GMT |
loves covetous requiem |
she is haunted by silence,
by his breath of insincerity.
singing an accolade of divinity.
vapid is the only word to line thoughts stream.
to paint the void.
&nbs...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 22:31:00 GMT |
the sweet journey of mine |
he was introverted, naked, hearing nothing in the notes and a only a hum in silences’ yawn. the paradox he was. full yet empty, wise yet reborn.
he anticipated, syncopated, and encapsulated so...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 22:37:00 GMT |
