O Disturbed Shadow Whose Moons Are Live Fires!
Left The Blood Honestly To The Wine
And Very Cities Do Beautiful Knowledge
Promise Will Not Smell Your Ominous Rages
The Earth Leers Like A Dusty Storyteller
My God, Hang For The Glasses As They Endure The Earth To A Death Of Promise
Look, The Evil Story And Stormy Poem Of Your Minute Makes Me Cast
Monday, November 2, 2009
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