UNKNOWINGLY |
unkowingly.
i have written honestly.
i offend him but trust in me that it was not written for him.
shall i fear the decentered attention of a man, for what he does not mak...
Posted by .:buena:. on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 11:36:00 PST |
MATHS |
its a calculated sum.
even in subtraction perfection in even numbers.
addition could simply be the solution but we multiply well into the hundredth..
the decimal point is never between you and I.
...
Posted by .:buena:. on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 11:13:00 PST |
MISAPPREHENSION |
understand what we cannot quite decipher. words contain limited letters but infinite meanings in contextual references bound by our own discursions. how much can i say and how much can you respond to ...
Posted by .:buena:. on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 11:50:00 PST |
**now** SIGNS OF THE UNCONDITIONING |
I love women like I love hip hop
I love men like I love hip hop
feed me flowers that drip grafitti
pierce my eardrums with arrows that explode into beats
beats beat into secrets, that he...
Posted by .:buena:. on Wed, 05 Oct 2005 05:16:00 PST |
