this will be an earthworm in 1000 years

What kind of bird descends screaming on a city of worms?

Saturday, May 03, 2008

I wrote I love you in bite marks on his back.

I scratch
my head now.
I am confused
what
to say next.

I think things

radiator

progress

I think of greasy trains

with dick smell.

I will not cook for you.

I will notice your problems.

I am a carver.

carpenter ants

burst umbrella sad bag

you are the yellowest

poison.

I will eat your gold.

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