Monday, January 28, 2013

Monday, January 28th

  • Wind blowing
    rain falling
    was that me
    crying?

  • 3 slightly bruised
    peaches sitting
    around a pear
    who is revealing
    what the opposite
    of cinnamon is
    to them.

  • Surrounded in greasy pies,
    my lion of a stomach
    roared for a tasteful slaughter.

  • The Mexican food
    made the treacherous
    climb up my throat.
    I managed to send
    it back down with
    an avalanche of
    saliva.

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