two percocet. three glasses of cab
sav. two episodes of grey's
anatomy [ I can't believe he
crash. ]
two t-threes. th close quarters
of because. three lakes. seventeen
candles. one rusting cross
on my neck. one black
rise. twenty-eight points. three-methyl-
oxymorphone kisses on my red bag. one swastika
misshapen. th hound
is awake
one more glass
down another night. and th wall, do
not forget th [ black blanket ] wall
25 December 2007
13 December 2007
his balls
he possesses awesome balls
balls as beautiful and clear as rainwater
there is artistry in th unfolding of his balls
balls that shake us like a death in th family
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