Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Dimly Imagined Things

Music distorted and adulterated by cheap effects screen the night. Glowbulbs line the freeway for outdated future footage. The dirt we deal for dollars stains our super spirits like spilt beer. Torrents of dick tears drown the 17 year olds; a laughable bath for diluted kids.  Play/stab the corrugated facades; junk the good stuff; finger the ray being split by the pole and let others think deeply on your blank soul.

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