02 October 2007

Chlumsky: a lightly salted offering of words

strawberry love on an arugula cloud
cheers, mate
chlumsky
you fucking brute
here's that drink you wanted
here's that fish you salted
here's that memory you repressed
you fucking miscreant
itemizer, atomizer
not quite womanizer
not quite salted, not quite covered in tears
cheers, cap'n
for strawberry flavored miracles
for gelatin prophylactics
for galaxies of missed opportunities and
embarrassing efforts
here's that girl who laughed in your ugly face
you fucking beast
magnus
cheers, friend
it's best of times worst of times time
it's go time
it's condoms and strawberry cake
raining from the dead sky
chlumsky
you fucking miracle
why ask why

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