ella megalast burls forever
Ξ April 23rd, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ screeds |
“I had never felt anything like it before, so I knew what it was.”
syntax
ego
opus
moneme (Mo’)
merv (merv the perpetual)
wig
riddley walker
phobia
Aspiring daffodils haunt that forest,
they say,
rapacious vagrant nudes
astride the dew;
beige, bored, starving,
these craven plain strive for light.
It has even been hinted
some of their number have thieved the sun
of its thunder,
emerging gold to be
side highways.