okay death here are my socks my old love affairs my collection of children's magazines the car i stole from my neighbors after they'd moved away here's my piano here are its legs here are its guts i could fake it by playing all the trills just reminding you of childhood but you're serious here take my childhood like eating a carrot starting at the root end after awhile you'll get to the top where it still looks alive and greenfrom Purgatorial (2004)
Friday, October 24, 2014
Autocannibalism
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