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A shapeless bonnet of blaze.
A fragrance of daylight,
Mine, you might soon
Say, the assuaged
Flesh, the tip upward
Of perfection; tasting
The root's chewed passage.
Well fed and fleck of
Gallop in the curtain
Like a mane on the
Scrawled harness of
Wall: A calender, identical
To the weight of history, thus
Invisibility encodes the casting
Of halo secured in ceremony
When the shine says "waver"
And mind the shingled compass
Of all points converging in a room.
7-15-'05, 12:37am
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Looks like it's all coming together. The house is looking good. Old papers and cockatiel feathers and rat poop swept up into piles and Sayonara! (Ick. I need wheat grass juice, maybe, and mucho vitamins!)
Moving furniture tomorrow.
O, to trade backrubs.
I can do it myself. I'm pretty good.
But like all things
It just aint the same...
sleep as peace...
r.
A shapeless bonnet of blaze.
A fragrance of daylight,
Mine, you might soon
Say, the assuaged
Flesh, the tip upward
Of perfection; tasting
The root's chewed passage.
Well fed and fleck of
Gallop in the curtain
Like a mane on the
Scrawled harness of
Wall: A calender, identical
To the weight of history, thus
Invisibility encodes the casting
Of halo secured in ceremony
When the shine says "waver"
And mind the shingled compass
Of all points converging in a room.
7-15-'05, 12:37am
***
Looks like it's all coming together. The house is looking good. Old papers and cockatiel feathers and rat poop swept up into piles and Sayonara! (Ick. I need wheat grass juice, maybe, and mucho vitamins!)
Moving furniture tomorrow.
O, to trade backrubs.
I can do it myself. I'm pretty good.
But like all things
It just aint the same...
sleep as peace...
r.
It's kinda what I do. Might I say...you too!
r.