Shiny bright dangerous vacuum stellar nothing was my crib
flamed spirits
covered screws
tightened to burst into mirrored looks
it happened so fast it seemed opening doors of repetition
through silence stapled luscinia’s call
I would hang up
... she was born to reveal_
30 May 2008
dial 2_
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1 comment:
right the fuck on, Jaan!
i especially like how you ended it
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