Tomorrow is under land.Tomorrow is under land, won’t you have a cup of tea?Tomorrow is under land.
I.
A lady called me to ask my mom to vote. She asked us, ‘Are You seven?’. We giggled.
II.
Please insert unintelligent speech here;
We have no creativity to support the masses Of stupidity And ‘net stalkers.
It sounds interesting when we say it. Yes. Yes.
[But we’re no ‘net stalker;
Ignore the forum’s caffeine-sugar high time.]
III.
What’s free of charge? Your marrow burns In holiness and – What – can
The PlagiaristPhotoshop blends and pixilated pillsThe Plagiarist
Background with illicit pirates.
Ugly black-streaked red marker
Whiteboard graffiti, permanent
Marker wiped away, maraschino-bright red
Trip one brings donuts and tea,
Three clicks and the links fail,
Time out, assignment graphed, unlabeled.
Radio music moves from clock to players.
Late, once again, with promises of morning
Time to work, hit control-z.
Trip two, stationary materials.
Two clicks,
Link window shows broken transfer.
Trip three, bread and honey, faster transfer.
Time to resize and print.
Shadows.My shadow and I We walk with heads bowed. We don't dare look up, And see such fleshy colour With all its warmth And strange genesis Which does not belong When their adult beings Outweigh kid-shadows. We'd rather make flimy roses, Sugar-spun weave and carmel light. To the on-road life,Shadows.
My shadow and I
Prefer deconstruction Now and then.
Wild-Stick PrincessChaos believed in the butterflies;Wild-Stick Princess
They survived through seasons of weakness, For generations to migrate, And each segment of direction Changes its defective favourite. He liked the way they formed ‘round trees As an honoured community. He liked the way they decomposed
Like the conifers’ skeleton brides.
He liked the duchess exposed, naked, Because her gowns never quite reached
The ground with placid slope mell-pell. Her breaths were unnoticeable, As hidden as her lifting corsets –
They kept her among her sisters.
Duchess was regal, but commo
are you coming this summer? =]
how is the college life?
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