Worlds without end the emptiest parts of the life span crows and ravens prey on
frozen, hungry brown bears as if it could smash through solid rock
an eye on some freakist, million-to-one
Monday, December 05, 2016
THE JOY OF HISTORY
A gentleman powdered his hair, braided it, and often doubled
running naked through the streets, bristling with rockets and machine guns
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