September 24, 2003 | 8:30 pm
***bastion***

Haunting, it haunts me
And my toes are cold but
All my socks are
Yours, a stranger.
This music holds a soulless wonder.

I don't profess to be any one rapture.
But you should be a
Stalwart bastion.
Mea Culpa
How wearisome,
These boulders I throw you.

Sweet meat, poltergeist,
Fiend and friend.
Let's float this and set sail
Where open waters take us.

If you should need us,
Yes if you should need us,
Send news on the sunset
If you should need us.

Somethings gone awry,
Sweet potatoe pie.
Soup for heaven's feet.
Holy, holy highest in your heartache,
Always my savior in dressup.
My will keeps our balance in springtime.

Halo, halo, hollow is the mandrake,
My blooming ire's Lyra.
Begetts maudlin antipodes.

Heed the heron's vellum,
The zeal of shimmer queens
Lawless laurel's desires.
Slowly slips beneath the
Hailing goddess.


Last Five
treasure - Thursday, Sept. 06, 2006
need - Sunday, May. 22, 2005
where is here - Friday, May. 13, 2005
save me. - Monday, May. 09, 2005
nonsense - Sunday, May. 01, 2005

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