Friday, September 28, 2007

style


the morning sun and the prince of evil

both in such a hurry to drown

a great green noise floods the air around us

and we're saving all our shrapnel

in the hopes to one day buy back our elevated garden

45 degrees

our estranged overgrown lazy platinum properties

our 4 magazine seasons tediously tended to

and your great hope that, that which truly matters

shall always be able to grow again

faith's in fashion.

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