Wednesday, December 8, 2010

You like peace

Sans
Sense

Meth
Kindly is painful

Jam it

Can you live?

As you do?

I told you to be strong.

Arches of money; A tribe of failure.

Grow to know.

Since you created your girl, live.







Grind

A yearning to give another one fame
A Goddess trying teeth

Jive with punk.

Ride near the day
Ride with a changed past.

Many but no one is comb.

Golden women free me to buy love.

I guide a wool flock to grow veal.

Dead dreams rise as farce.

Me guarded to listen for minds: another flow.

A sack of veal gives train for pain.

Try your Shasta.





Meals to win
Minds to love.

Being brave and Julia

A home is Julia's.

Taped my peace.





Nice of us to love.
Drive bees here.

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