Wednesday, September 23, 2009

come my small cape

this is over yer hill. not sent or felt.
but comforted as your downy flesh. ( o its actually downy? come now its more skin than that. its bear as bear the body's bear. growl and hug ~)
good goose qull~! shanky
tuliped to her two forted shadow. MonahahahasJillto her back friend Franny. Schizo to her very knees. Knewing was hew wood in the shewing of carnations. Plaid as pale would be. Allegory. round her tented clock.


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