quarta-feira, 29 de julho de 2009

IDK_hands, i think

Hear the planes roar shred in silence
And the beeps in my ears

becuz my heart carries heaps

and bundles



of you


drown in a glass of beer


seconds
motions it seems



all nods
and the blinks


they have kept
stocked for weeks.


In my chest
Drawers made of butter


melty Oil bliss
but you applied for this job
sign in on the log


but I wanted you in there


wrangle the beast,
the one we didn’t know
not in the ______,

or the most.

t.flo2009

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