sometimes i care |
at times of grace and leisure i can care with the best of them and when i shit myself i know its not a time for love- choices vs fate and imagination vs reality this time the world is stinging from i...
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
lost it found it broken sound |
seeks and taunts hiding in colors coming in us through sound the nights arrival...
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
baby baby fallin in love |
like a weak cup of coffee or a mellow 70's tune you know that one with rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans sings rock and roll in the shower or a little bit of afternoon delight or barry m...
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
am i random or should i diversify |
from concussions to sustenance abuse i have had my share of staples some stitched well into my consciousness while others hovered about my being and on being not quite warm enough or interesting enoug...
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
subjection |
the unaimed are coming and what they do whence arriving is nobodys business so rearrange a thought and realeyes some things twice or more cause friction is absolute and necessicity is the daughter of ...
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
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twice within an instance our vision vanished with wisual woetry and wampires
Posted by biscuit hater on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
