kaleidescope

in dreams you come glowing back to me riding a plae punk horse across the sand and i've aligned more planets than you could ever know vericose seething and grappling with fury at no close range.

these days only tropical sins cover the web desgin universe and delapitate us cold earthy colors ranging from ceriliun blue to long gray dusk burnt ember grazing foreskin across my life and then there's the flesh of your labia and the trembling of your body through tears (there are no more unkind things to be said) and the sun drenches us in clean air without afterthought or grainy orange film sequences.

we are all smiles at this point. and all the folding crumpling pages are only backdrop to the taste of your wrist and the smell of your long work sweat. all eyes in the middle. all grace left unmanufactured.

in dreams you come shining back in a winter storm unknown dances in your step and your easy (so fucking easy) to laugh away.

2003-02-21 | 4:25 p.m.
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