Friday, April 16, 2010

Leather basing

The skin of the moon

Stretched over a gorilla's asshole

A temper tantrum of stars

Fill up the insides of the balls

(Where the light gets into my head)

With pirate honey and then

suddenly there's a 100% chance of

sombrero as slowpoke saunters in

Every person is somebody supposedly

With a full life, but it's so hard to

Believe it, with so many people all in

One place. I understand gods anger hard on

It's good. But is it that good?

C'mon man.

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