Wednesday, October 08, 2008

let the silence rock you

let the cold wind blow across your body

making nausea disappear

trust the little feeling in the stomach pit

its gold

without A clock revert

passage is inevitable

bring food

never look down Or away from anybody

taste blood when the noise bleeds

its full of iron

if your favorite color is green; get lost in a forest

always have a book

touching the sun is a good way to die

kissing is better than any drug.

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