Thursday, March 4, 2010





the grey ray at the end of the death cave



your face is covered

with the moon's blood

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave


i faked my own life

drawing a dream on

the dying skin

i was bound and born in


i pooled the talent scouts

for information on 'the green grass'

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave


i'm living in las vegas

my name is unimportant

but people sometimes

call me funkadunk


i check the sheets for poop

they are clean

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave





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