Thursday, December 09, 2010



 Jill's remanded. She's wished for better days and wondering about her foxy knight. No word's been given to her . Hyperlinked she's knit between gold and silver.

Mona's become 


Clean as ice cream
spooned by rivers
subpoened by quiet  clear  something to the hairrs breadth of her blindness becoming.

Her machine move smooth to its skeleton skeptical key path  ~  Root to the division
of one she's doubleher money, triple the honey eyed ooze
of love's dicta

blended to her far star,