Friday 3 July 2009

I BROKE A TOOTH.(and it's all good)

Murders on the Panhandle
by Malichelle Dunbreed.
preface blown over ocean
and deluded white pill
shaped floating devices
lolled eyeballs and foamy
drool,for who cares fools
dont drink salt water,guys.
snark byte sunsetter ray
clouded thoughts drift buy
would in raft thrown over
makes it a cigarette lighter.
burning sensation bleeds out
your chums buddy attracts a
wave a grave a passive swell
save your, hear cums your
inner genes outer space
deep depths
dream wafts
sigh burrr,it is cold
at night. alone bloated

with big crunchy fish.

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