Thursday, August 20, 2009

Fishing for Bait

Later on in the day
It was quite concentrated
Lover of the trajectory
-Stray


Falling down on ribbons
-and cods
Quite fantastic
Mr. Plastic

Fallng on my skin
Brings out the nerves
within

Playing plaster
With your laser caster
Come closer, my scent
Babe
The death-bottom
So....so
Waylaid

Oh, my little bitch

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