Friday, May 07, 2010

prepend




Pending her review with the body without organs Mona cried the gypsy got my soul! her heart faster with every masochist molecule. Surrounded by dead homo molecules and disastrous lunatics



and then


Hunger's the big blackmail isn't it. Blackballed by life and travel documents. multitudes pray. on the pavement of freedom . the big words drop dead.


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The fastest molecule is your sawbone toothchuck!