Saturday, June 25, 2011

धतूरा. Arietty.

Jimson my dear,
Inoxia my darling,


I hate you being fuckin'


Out of space and
Vertical.
Endearingly green,
Relyin' on pure instinct.

DOOM. Now it's time for
Omission.
Silly delirium. One-half teaspoon of seeds, and I'm able to
Erase the garden, making you seein' polar bears. Discolored.


-I'm on a MoonFlower's Experience.
 He used to hang in the balance.




-Eljóénaï.


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