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cavorting with criminals: untitled
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Stumbling along ragged streets. Cold to the bone. Not a single contact. Or place to call home. The surface is terrifying. I hope never to breach it. Though i can’t stay down here forever. Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
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cavorting with criminals: venal
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A bar of soap on a nightstand. I have come to prepare myself for death. Drenched in perfidious intent. You’re really rather becoming. A demure ingénue, a chic pastiche. Despite my furtive forbearance. I may have actually wanted you. 8216;twas naught but a dead man’s demand. Do not believe my halcyon visage. Redolent of some buc0lic love. All i desire is a final fling. A dance; a pyrrhic dalliance. Bodies lying taut, eliciting a feral scent. As the chamber moves. To raveling and unraveling flesh.
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cavorting with criminals: 201010
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Pretenses down, he tenses up. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
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cavorting with criminals: 201005
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A bat out of hell. Dog’s barking wildly. The freezer’s aflame. This face bears no name. Though not even come. Caught up in one breath. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
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cavorting with criminals: 201105
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When my thoughts meander. A bubbling image of luminescent mass. A vision of united sin. Of all man’s indulgences. Wrapped up into a single. Until all i have left. Is a subtle inkling of expectation. These times i cannot tell. Is this hallucination,. Or have i slipped into hell? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,.
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cavorting with criminals: lucid
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When my thoughts meander. A bubbling image of luminescent mass. A vision of united sin. Of all man’s indulgences. Wrapped up into a single. Until all i have left. Is a subtle inkling of expectation. These times i cannot tell. Is this hallucination,. Or have i slipped into hell? Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
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cavorting with criminals: con trol
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Pretenses down, he tenses up. Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
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cavorting with criminals: 201106
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A cylindrical bathhouse in tierra del fuego. Children dancing like steam. She's a good dancer but she's got eyes for everything. Boy thinks he can play. But the pieces don't wish to move. In over his head. Should've quit while he was ahead. Spouting falsehoods is my druthers. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A cylindrical bathhouse in tierra del fuego. Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,.
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cavorting with criminals: 201012
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Stumbling along ragged streets. Cold to the bone. Not a single contact. Or place to call home. The surface is terrifying. I hope never to breach it. Though i can’t stay down here forever. A bar of soap on a nightstand. I have come to prepare myself for death. Drenched in perfidious intent. You’re really rather becoming. A demure ingénue, a chic pastiche. Despite my furtive forbearance. I may have actually wanted you. 8216;twas naught but a dead man’s demand. Do not believe my halcyon visage.
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cavorting with criminals: icarus
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Boy thinks he can play. But the pieces don't wish to move. In over his head. Should've quit while he was ahead. A cylindrical bathhouse in tierra del fuego. Naysayers and ne'er do wells. Spirit Kazoo Has Song For Bells. The outlaw poetry network. Regarding criticism, readings, publishing and/or sexual blackmailing,. Send curiosities to lance.warrick@gmail.com.
