sigh
chant mistress
- Joined
- Sep 19, 2001
- Posts
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i once wandered the path of dead steamed fish
and wondered at the stench
of pickled caiman
wrenched fresh from eggless birds with no flight
amalgam energies combine to turgid overflows of earthly tones
when torpid qualms are rendered
unholy
and sweet
lift glamour into the ages
and set its thoughts to abandoned laughter
for giggles are the heart of energy's lapse
and sorrow is its very soul
and wondered at the stench
of pickled caiman
wrenched fresh from eggless birds with no flight
amalgam energies combine to turgid overflows of earthly tones
when torpid qualms are rendered
unholy
and sweet
lift glamour into the ages
and set its thoughts to abandoned laughter
for giggles are the heart of energy's lapse
and sorrow is its very soul
