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Feb 16, 2009
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ten lines for andre breton
On wet stone's deaf
Whistle of sonic disarray,
On the tiles wet with
feathers and gloss,
you fall through mirrors.
Your face births' wide
folding through a strumming
convex mirror.
She kisses a violet
shard holding your tongue,
bleeding dark green.
Whistle of sonic disarray,
On the tiles wet with
feathers and gloss,
you fall through mirrors.
Your face births' wide
folding through a strumming
convex mirror.
She kisses a violet
shard holding your tongue,
bleeding dark green.
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theladyblue
17 years 2 months ago
Standing Ovation!!!