milliner
i destruct
legalese
with the knowledge between
my
baby little toes but (baby)
i have no idea
what you mean
when you say
goodbye.
no way (you really meant to say)
what
i heap
upon my head (oh)
nimble fingers,
nimble mind
and i am limber
as a girl, a
flying monkey newsboy
caught
between my visions
of
destruction, of love, of
being
yours,
(truly)...
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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