like orphaned Brazilian mutants. only without anything to gird their loins...
i'd like to see the force do this
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
this voice in the back of my head says that
you wanted me like the world wanted the 1939 world's fair.
the same little squeak in the more ancient parts of my reticular formation
fights the pulses and shrieks of spectres and tells me
that you were the final collapse of a dualism that paralyzed
the career of Cosmo the Cougar
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