[063] scraps.
02/26/2010 12:18 a.m.
silly pulling, silly pulling. she's sure what goes around comes around.
nobody knows what "prose" means, not even me. acrostics, all of her
city streets. she breathes in and out every eleven steps, but can't be
sure. her grasp on reality is correlated harshly to how disconnected
she has to be. from everyone all the time. wasps can get to be the
size of walnuts and beetles to the size of fists, if cultivated correct-
ly. insects that i still enjoy:

- rhinoceros beetles
- stag beetles
- cochineal beetles
- japanese beetles

(all beetles - with their shiny armor and their mechanical innards) --
it's the shoe that i know twice that comes undone first.