strawberries cherries & an angel's kiss in spring

[ lolly-GAG ]
date: Mar. 10, 2003
time: 7:16 pm

with the pieces/ a peace/ like puzzles playing- well endowed with hypotheses and rhinestone legs, well spread. patterns falling back upon, through and out like golden vomit. attached to the bedsheets -you waiting in the emergency room, kinda sideways- and i'm pulling up the blankets and looking lacey for NOone. it's tired, we're holding it up. you know, these theories- no pythagorus in the back alley, hitting the birdies like a pro. and voltaire never said clever things in your ear while he rubbed up your sides. and, cold on a chest -a locket filled with eau de catholiCK for when grandma undid her girdle and wanted to be sexxx. jesus is my phone-sex connosieur, and you wear his peace on a pin. we've made good friends with dead, and visit lipstick graves wearing braids & fake pearls. we're taking it to the trax. train tracks to our elbows with these rules and regulations/ these hemlines of a skirted fire. and we're so far now, from before, far enough to get back-to just where we're from.

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