a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Monday, February 29, 2016
Pass back, pass forth
"in a passionate kiss from my mouth to yours"
"butt-to-butt" and I thought I'd be a Miranda July by now,
from my south to yours...
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