Journal Entry from June 20 2012
‘spilt guts taint the framed games we splayed onto; trained our nocturnal meanderings to avoid having to; sprained our unavoidable nemesis to enjoy grabbing too’ – many many days in […]
Month: June 2012
Organic Sorcery
wondrous days dawn brightly for sudden sights; wishes burnt nightly come trickling with the light; organic sorcery ought these lost lives unite; from which of the lofty planes of heaven […]