Saturday, 3 March 2012

like a 
square of ice 
cream melts in 
cloud of anime 
floss


I broke
a piece off. This 
is not what nice 
catholic girls 
would do 


pastel 
planets trip 
round the juggler in 
a warped field as the 
universe tilts in the 
smell of cigar 
smoke 






/4.03.12/5th

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