strawberries cherries & an angel's kiss in spring

[ [ quadrant four ] ]
date: Oct. 01, 2002
time: 10:30 am

the crowd
folds wild/
details
are drowned
colors
smeared
to one.
the whir
is hearbeats
smashing
as footsteps
stomp/stomp/
they
are crumbs of
the years
theys are
slightly
trashy
shouts from
the mouth
of adolesent redundancy
we've all done
this
before/
we've all
spilled the balance
once or twice,
but my incompetency
is
growing
w i d e r/
my relevence is
fading
____faster
so for the
elitist
manifestation
of hip
i'll hang
my coat
upon my neck
dangle
like
fucking
beautiful
surrender/

//ah!-licks

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