Monday, November 15, 2010
How To Dress Cute At Disneyland
tiger roars and the roar for the first time I
which is
meaningless without
'm no animal I'm not
that nothing is free and all, he roars through
Me being all able to create loving
biting and chewing,
runs the tiger through the jungle
and bellows, lit
channels falling down through the ages with the stealth of brutal
beast roars
roaring tiger and procreate the world is distilled
and mutated molecule breaks
are revealed the lives and deaths
forgotten in the cloister of living dead tiger roars
amniotic deep frightening the tiger
frantic evening
low rise for the dawn eternal and ever
no tree and no science, no good and no evil:
though I am innocent break
apart when the universe rumbles in my singing.
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