"new britain." Mon Jan-22-07 02:07 AM by gypsyojos
blend these devices and self-destruct eradicate the color as i slip away and become your intension. extrovert by defense and bred with no respect, to perfection my reflection in the ink; you're so connected. part the sky with stones and bruises, feeling temporary. unhooked and holy, a spinal bind- if i could chase this glowing rock down from autumn burn the memories, build and alter and designate this insecurity, exit. outlet. vent. so i alone will behold the dying sky, and if it's anything like these trophies of war or your appearance, then it's everything- it was meant to be.