January 12, 2009

New Years in blurrrrr


Punker and Oleema.
Their shirts match their teeth.

Charlie, blurred to hell.

Cannery business.

Delicious.

Bomb pops, goodbye night.

Fire is comforting.

for broken dreams.

Close your eyes or have them closed.

Under empty eyes.

Nostrils flare.

Gams.

Like I said.

Snout.

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