When a Skylark feels death his brain sings an ode to joy of what was, is, will be
When the Silent Images of him are as Sequential as 11-16-5
Sexting: exploits for the darkest space of the mind
it's time to pray
Cumulonimbus waiting for Vesuvius’ eruption Cumulonimbus waiting for Vesuvius' eruption
muse the sexual connection
how can this dream expose itself so clearly
it beats a drop on your back
the unexpected ending at the end of breath
delicate strength whips up a frenzy

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we’ll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form

Everything in Its Right Place Radiohead Kid A, kid A Kid A, kid A Everything Everything Everything Everything In its right place In its right place In its right place In its right place Yesterday I woke up sucking on a lemon Yesterday I woke up sucking on a lemon Yesterday I woke up sucking

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SKYLLA (Scylla) was a sea-monster who haunted the rocks of a narrow strait opposite the whirlpool of Kharybdis (Charybdis). Ships who sailed too close to her rocks would lose six men to her ravenous, darting heads. Homer describes Skylla as a creature with twelve dangling feet, six long necks and grisly heads lined with a triple

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