hold on to your turban, it’s gonna get sunny
Saturday, May 29th, 2010tumbling universes
swirling spiral globes
spinning, unhinged
superior camel-riders
collapsing the desert into a thin horizon of sun and dust and hillsides filled with grain
cabbage and red cream atop the waterfall of pleasure
I sit. And ride. and wow what a spectacular judgement of self-controlling werebats!
how atrociously flamebait! she said. are you afraid? of what?! dying is a maze of [...]