Sunday, 4 July 2010

chasing teeth


one feels and shoots birds

i lost my heart more softly

than i lost my jaw


my teeth stick to your teeth


my heart is clicking

i make elephants


i send a way of talking

i lost your heart cheese


i left home, my knees are happening

i am a knee, send the jaw birds rain

i lost the city, i force myself


sometimes i lost your stick

u drink kittens, teeth vodka

pixies;sometimes i lost the

rain with a vodka brush

chasing teeth


my jaw lost force

the rain is clicking

i feel blown down


title blubber so severely


send your teeth heart

apples and the right

tools, your one one


send volunteer wings


sometimes i title blubber


television brains, cheese

and apples; the fact that

television is dressed in

that


please drool over my drinks


i lost god for two years


the birds lost my relief

the pink; please send

one

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