dimanche 6 mai 2012

poems may the sixth


Her eyes were two pissing babes

thinking on me, fellows,

she was ruled by the correct Dharma.


Logic and Reason

if you're an amazone

you'll amputate one


Pimpy cat for a sardine profile

as the kiss of North in heavenly dreams


Alex quicked me out


it matters to her my not to be her fellow in the shade of glamour

as I talk as I talk to my friends

it's a happy sunday, whatever



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