Monday, December 27, 2010

sizzle bells

flew past, flying objects missing self container...

bottling persevative isotope medivac green apple jacks....

a gathering, filled with lines smooth and vast....

thought, a memory bubbles to a(some) surface...

my choice is graced with aromatic gathering....

time slips to accompany a new year....



"wassup rockers"

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