Portraits
Portraits
portraits of free radical pursuers
June and ruin
to all inducers frame from the past
lie here in the grass
bend the time back with a piece of paper
then think of ways to change the advent
crippled riddled with dimples
small holes in our own atmosphere
steer northward and you will notice
large and decibular clauses and loud noises
people get upset and leave the quarry
that’s for another story
Written by tonuhalan31/04/06/sun
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