Monday, November 16, 2009

penetrate this space brain quitoxicly through seeming

















part time licker, half king randomly. sleeting pelvis that rocks the hip gently. 3-2-1- contract.

















blast off. last off the roof biosphere to which the lolling peasant bound to earth kneel.
















a gardener of the dreamscape prodding the ocean floor of the reverse membrane universe. he looks upon thee. always in vain.