Sunday, August 30, 2009

resume th'E room

forensically speaking th'E blood sparks
and
belongs to her

follow intuitively
feeling

faster>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
as we speak louder

th'E days
become years

in moments
time
or beyond your understanding

bodies die
as they slip away

th'E image made perfect
correcting
know flaws

silent perfection

drives through
a double reflection