Explorations of Everything: Plastic limits

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Plastic limits

Plastic box sets of imagery - It's a like a poem without the work, The washing of my brain is free, But they'll call on me - Yes, they'll call on me. I never asked to be blank, Never wanted to be the slate for chalk, Rubber shoes for cursed walk, Chords corrupted by decietful vocal-talk. I never... Sign in to see full entry.

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