Over a bridge, to
a tunnel of metal, and up to the roof where
a boat paddles, and beside it
a bubble.
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along the river, two friends look down from above; reminds me of rome.
bravo bravo!
civilisations clash as my korean house crashes into yours
i love oil yum yum yum
doll houses at night a night out for me
smelly pods with friendly poqs i love me my seafood ravioli
red see-through nylon, a staircase to heaven or a path to mayhem?
In the shadow of the future, but friends can make it seem brighter.
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June 8, 2008 at 8:50 pm |
along the river,
two friends look down from above;
reminds me of rome.
June 8, 2008 at 9:56 pm |
bravo bravo!
civilisations
clash as my korean house
crashes into yours
June 9, 2008 at 9:52 am |
i love oil
yum yum
yum
June 9, 2008 at 8:39 pm |
doll houses at night
a night out for me
smelly pods
with friendly poqs
i love me my seafood ravioli
June 10, 2008 at 5:23 pm |
red see-through nylon,
a staircase to heaven or
a path to mayhem?
June 10, 2008 at 11:41 pm |
In the shadow of the future,
but friends can
make it seem brighter.