Saturday, December 15, 2007
A mirrored masked Whisked by my face A masked that was mirrored Has a misplaced case Inside the key Of abdominal pay Switches and turns Takes chunks again Knife by a stipe Layers among layers Cut down the grass Pliers pull pieces Blood for one person Blood for life Give me you blood So I may go... Sign in to see full entry.
Butterfly Setting
Butterfly setting Wing amongst the cloud Bound upon bound No roof to be found Channelling my energy Though a open door Water pours through the floor Feel like drowning once more But I’m not I’m floating Open rose’s first bud Spread of wings from a dove No more covers to think of Where’s the hands in... Sign in to see full entry.