Monday, December 07, 2009

string of pearls


_____An asshole was walking. Walking. A woman her lips counting
Does it don bootstraps to gild the lilly perverse to its sending love? and love's the pad willed the thing to death, the laughter under her tears, clandestine desire giggles

This Mona saw the secreted joy. Love was a sister in trouble like the weird analogos and the anagogic past and the cousin bearing her something and other and th e rue body without organs and the nationalist pigs