a crusade of broken watches
watches us and a whole bread crust
really
though not to poke a hole in your maybe all too planned out situation but
and i do mean it with the utmost hospitality that
well its just only just that i
so anyway as i was saying
then she trips and falls on her face
no joke
it was the uh
they were laughing at me and i still dont know why i was in that kitchen
i wasnt in the kitchen actually but it seemed like i could have been
(we murder our appetites with whores)
they were all sinister somehow and i do begin to believe that something bars the way
at the time it was a dog
but eroticism will eventually decrease the horror
nobody really wanted to hear his attitude
so they just asked the angels to help out
yes it was fire
yes it was air
and everything else you expected at the time
ah yes those were cold golden days
the ones that crept by in a senseless haze
too much sense for this old sinner
(sin yes as it is to miss the target but what was the target)
and tanks rolling in from off the southern hills
and holy guardians gazing guardedly
i was your sam samuelsonson
believe me
but nobody does
they just go back to eating their anchovies
Sunday, June 7, 2009
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