Tuesday, July 20, 2010
they'll be mining the night skies for diamonds soon to satisfy the appetites of all the lovers. digging deep black holes. stroking the moon's thighs, lighting her candle. my mind orbiting the voids. it's frigid and barren in space but i've got that covered on earth. the spaces between my thoughts are deep black holes. still digging. rhinestones in my eyes not diamonds worthless but nice to look at. sad canoes sailing across the planet's wallpaper. look up when it's dark it's impossible to miss me.
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