between brief flickers of faith,
between the moments of yes,
and no.
between each blink,
step,
shake,
and silent nod,
you will find-
hang on.
Monday, June 20, 2005
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A whelk, you understand, doesn't stand much of a chance in a supernova..
roof, mountains, beach, basement. night.
write what you know, write with passion. write.
escape, always.
im going to stick my neck out a bit and pretend its for me.
ReplyDeletethanks :)
im still wavering between the opinion that its incomplete, and on the other hand, another word more and it would have sounded forced.
ReplyDelete... FREE PORN!
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