Accompanying music Feeding thirsty leaves, the grapes paint the concrete oily yellow; & they keep unique pastel glow e’en when wrinkled by dry age. Get’n to business pecks the crow, front & back, that beaky drummer; no concern that e’en in summer faded mountains still smell like snow. But that sun was far too distance; […]
Starry dreamspink & baby blue:morning moon.
Schließlich kommen Blätter und Erdnussbutterschokoladenriegelpapier zusammen endlich. Finally– leaves & peanut-butter-chocolate-bar-wrappers together @ last.
Accompanying music. I can taste the bloody iron in your sticky spinach clinging to the rocks, your simple sirens, though its your leaves that are singing. There is safety in remains, memories o’ wine-sweet bliss; ride on waves, on ships, on chains, green all that is colorless. Still you cling to my gray shoes; though […]
Accompanying music. Ignore the sun’s slander: as much as there is in the golden retriever, there is strawberry syrup in the heart o’ the salamander. Black is the color o’ cola & chocolate, & I can feel the moon’s flour crumble in my fingertips, can feel the soggy brown leaves hug my feet as they […]
Sun-burnt eyes:sparrows snatch turtlestoward tides.
Fruity-pebble morn:cubicle workerquotes vid in comments.
Guaranteedwarm or your cash back–Summer Moon™
«Mmmm…» Hold it there, Signor Sher: I just saw you rolling round the sun-caressed grass villi like a cub fucking for the 1st time—well, OK, nothing o’ this I truly saw; but I did glimpse flashing colors through your eyes into your mind, basking in your soft cotton sweats & your puffy jacket. Think you’re […]
Quiza es junio, pero el celeste gris y el aire que es tan frío que puede verlo lo hacen un junio del otoño, ni del verano ni siquiera de la primavera. So there.
