mardi, 19 mars 2013
A STILETTO SLASH
Long is the way to midnight
When you follow the swallow
Or maybe is it a starling
Who can say the nature of the bird
That leads the path
Vultures keep seated
On top of the cypress
Wind is blowing
Though the sassafras
Brainstorming at any time
Red square white room
Blood and cream like
Bald and crime dice
Play it again sam
While we stay over the bombs
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