January 2011
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The Cycle
good fucking day.
ewephemera:
Make music
Dress Kevin and Jair up as women- fake eyelashes, stuffed bras, the whole thing.
Make food.
Eat food.
Make music.
Sleep.
Repeat.
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the pain of the honey marches through the three...
home is the mind of a spinning holy beggar
slipping under an earthy plowed spot. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 birth is death earth is the rest. raining voyages streak down a window lattice i play with my clay and i cackle and practice. a flower is first after the flood vanished the land trotting trumpet...
dispelling the irrevocable truth giant
with wands and rainbows and crowns