pools of alkaline
seep through flesh,
become my blood.
frigid speculation.
i say what i mean,
and i do what i say.
i am perfection personified...
mechanized.
your vanity made it easy
to pull you apart
by
the
mouthful.
cut-and-paste entourage
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
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