Sometimes
all you do is digust me.
You make use of the foulest muses
if only
to create something you find unique.
You're the constant
perpetuate filth
that abuses the sweetness of day
to create a foul mixture-
a dusk tainted putrid,
dawn hung by a rope,
if only to catch
one I.

06/12/2004

Posted on 06/12/2004
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