discharge

2009-11-17T20:09:00.000Z

is this the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning?

go to the new discharge2 now.

2007-04-13T18:20:00.001Z

2007-04-13T16:01:00.000Z

MUTATE!

some new verities

2007-04-13T15:45:00.000Z

from the frenzied Therefore, the figures in vain
imagine their own image, her voice joy if he is not me
will be in control of their pain
the smell of blades, mental disorder, she thinks is a waste
in fact, you want to try; I was lucky to imagine that kind of life.
in 1894 to contemplate its last glory, the concern of his madness

the curtain for the treatment of Enkonstanti (bitter supplements)
is an absolutely correct frenetic caution, it is better than nothing!
In the dream, I was surprised
He feared for my heart,
if there was anything else it is very likely that I did not allow you and I am not saying that, in fact, to attempt to trigger posteriora being attached with honors

the thing which is stimulated ¬ it administers justice

Dream road taste, perfume, lamina mental defect, so imagine my reputation

txt

diagram antic 666.1

2007-04-13T14:30:00.001Z

2007-04-12T14:59:00.000Z

crippled by the internet
dependent on television
the armed forces of mediocrity are marching

triple translation

2007-04-12T14:37:00.000Z

ACONITE

vomiting one's skin
heavy skin of blood

noise of the space vision in complete darkness

the fear center
a new voice

this is not polio muscular body lying outside in the dark voice in the dark depression breath fear death , but internal space for the purpose of fair muscles
it is found

a delirium has been formed to make the heart beat

heart stopped beating, you know, you know

SLEEP

Intervention
death is the reason, that is, to maintain the power

the back of the snake - small black stones

they also have to come to you
Interior

the wolf's warning buried

me after the fall of power

FATE

ammunition stores other things

the fire continued

the eyes apparently omitted a day from now

an insult to many of you

spiral step of the triton horn

a person singing angrily

I do not breathe

words from PREVIN image from WOLF (watercolor acrylic pencil and ink on paper)

spacecitywordscj

2007-04-12T11:25:00.000Z

2007-04-12T07:36:00.000Z

handprint on your mirror

2007-04-11T22:47:00.000Z

2007-04-11T20:08:00.000Z

She had Californian teeth and a pointy little bra,

Her father was a dwarf who drove a big, fat car

words Cocaine Jesus, art Richard Eichmann

the_monks (detail)

2007-04-11T15:34:00.000Z

2007-04-11T15:03:00.000Z

SHOOT YOURSELF ON DIGITAL

2007-04-11T14:36:00.000Z

a warm cup of blood

2007-04-11T14:00:00.000Z

Anyone with a small sharp teeth
reggiseno California,
lost father hydrate dropped from blankets to the neck,
in her mother's arms, pets, clothing, and zirconium.
delicate line.
They are wrong political exiles
political center navigation
legs inconvenience
Sports are enthusiastic understanding.
lucertole Shengjie toadsta lls day Sunday from where
spold rivers, alfalfa, Lycra
cover all from the earth like a bath.
juice, hot glass heart.
But if you play, but no one from Hong Kong,
the distance between notes,
the methodology of a series of strange and the opposite side
is remembered prokajennym grandfather
For all of this appearance godawfulm acdoogs day
hit the city.

original words Cocaine Jesus

a comedy of faces

2007-04-11T10:46:00.000Z

harley sun set and missile

2007-04-10T10:11:00.000Z

fifteen men
dressed like Bedouin knights
riding harleys
in the saudi dunes
fifteen men
of the negro persuassion
hunched up
gritty like sand
pumped up pork bellies
beer swilling
indolent marine
macky d cuisine
belches like brimstone
{counting the stars and the dawn light cracking egg yolk sad over dune breast and buttock}
fart face spoke to
arse crack in muted tones
grunts and nods
tones of expletives
a friday night
in hells kitchen new york
noo yawk
neu yark
so good they shouldn't.
listen to the missing beat
that harley heart
throbbing penis
america personified
in metal and throaty
coughs and indulgence
muscle and mouth
like a missile to Baghdad.
like the new wave of war
cold and remote
bloodless and hygienic
sanitized for television.

Eastersundaylunchfor.............

2007-04-08T18:06:00.000Z

Barrett's automatic feelings

2007-04-08T13:32:00.000Z

In order to output far to the jar you feel far it feels in me, also, OH!
thin desire from contract the thing in compliance with a water I love on
rear of the bridge in the left with B side it…
It bejammern you of the mass which is to it side…Because of selfishness, it seeks Notturnos
undergarment me and it opposition temporary force goes out
In order to enter toward an astonishment
the eye undergarment the silver it put aside the law
and is distant is to the near valley it grew
the bell of the angel
the clay or the timbre of the daughter…
You feel in me…

2007-04-08T12:56:00.001Z

tragic
fragile
plastic flowers in a vase

pluckme

2007-04-08T12:07:00.000Z

queenofsparrows

2007-04-06T20:58:00.000Z

from dr.seward's diary, 29 october

2007-04-06T20:43:00.000Z

the sunset expires after all…it is fortunate that this is happening at a time when it is available…note happens, if we receive necessity silence and separation in us…is lower than self-evaluation…additional which concerns Xu book measured value the high demand, which is in the energy, feels you and expire it depend…in my imagination it is a beginning…it is not limited to the same thing by the unconscious fundamental truth, but…if this condition continues, the locking return is confusing…if I am not power of the thought authority being happy at times a little, you think of that I die…but as for me the fact that perhaps this is not fact, is feared…txt…

al dente. with sirens

2007-04-06T14:33:00.001Z

i/i saidd [http]...

disanalogy disanalogy disamenity apron-strung
friggd around glancing blows
a cow for christmas, or a lung
butt's too orangey fork rows

axe. axiom [http] ... p p

axioma medium
[your fuken mother]

Crystal bird T (revisited)

2007-04-06T11:19:00.000Z

time to leave

2007-04-05T13:19:00.000Z

2007-04-05T10:21:00.000Z

despair in silent rooms filled with people talking

for thomas moronic

2007-04-05T07:44:00.001Z

this is not it
this is not it
this is plasma screen bleeding

double caste percepting

2007-04-05T06:04:00.000Z

such a town of thorns [for dog eat dog eat dog, sic, sic]. she's harpy. he's harpy. we're all harpy. harpy marx. harpy marx e smith. the man whose head disbanded.

extracts from the panopticon vers. X.0

2007-04-04T19:26:00.000Z

[2 surrounding maritime Topic 2]
"The acquisition of territory by subsistence level
organs ventilation light of the latest forms
under the feet of the Center on the aircraft
Central observer living.
within the limits of 124 or more cells
still ready to work with any partner
Verjeter message
this time even outside.
these homes are not likely Economic Sciences

P cell eyes of the very high potential criminals.
vertical cross-fourth of the cell Qatar circles
a slave, a respirator; complete constitution of the teeth
878 should be surprised, because Blinden division
Zhu Guang / write
It should be sufficient to adjust the test
for the most part we Box, So it is not. or a lot of freedom.
Inspector documents
still willing to work with any partner
[] each other in order to rescue prisoners of each client

txt

conkerandstringtheory01-04-07

2007-04-04T18:09:00.000Z

sunbatheintheglowofaredgiantandsmile

2007-04-04T16:20:00.000Z

TEN

2007-04-03T21:01:00.000Z

nine things i am tired of:
1- running metaphors for miles and not being able to stop when they’re way past exhaustion
2- being asked to come clean when really how fucking overrated is cleanliness
3- turning moments into gems that no metal could possibly fit and thinking, fuck it, i dont have to cast that one (and ending up casting none)
4- feeling myself from a distance while pretending to fuck, and wondering if feeling oneself not feeling is actually a feeling
5- the taste of vomit choking me on the seventh of each month
6- walking past your name at least once a day and wanting so bad to tear the pannel off the wall but knowing i’ll never do it and i’ll keep walking past your name at least once a day and wanting so bad to tear the pannel off the wall but...
7- laughing at things that are so not funny
8- other men wearing your perfume and the heatwaves that take over me when the smell hits me and the hatred that surges through my hands when i see who they are, or rather who they’re not, and the wish i could kill them for daring mimicking your scent
9- having to answer “where are you from?” and either failing to come up with a witty answer, or coming up with one and seeing it lost on the asker

one thing i am not tired of:
- your smile (how original is that, eh? )

phantomgraffitistgusbrickworkr.i.p.

2007-04-03T14:42:00.001Z

scum in two parts

2007-04-03T09:01:00.000Z

brain tuck
mind fuck
broken words
broken luck
sperm stain
tapax waste
fork tongue
two faced
big words
small brain
mega money
little gain
empty heart
empty soul
hollow man
shallow goal
liars mouth
cheaters lip
cheap shot
cheap trick
snake eye
worm coil
lizard lisp
arse boil.

words by cocaine jesus

2007-04-02T21:21:00.000Z

"I don't care what you read, or where you read it,

but religion is not 'the opiate of the masses'"
he said, before letting a communion wafer
dissolve on my tongue like a Xanax.

I heard some junkies say a prayer
right before they shoot up.

"Jesus" is the first thing
I say before I come.

"The Lord giveth and
the Lord taketh away",
but when you're an atheist
he just does it out of spite.

trans-am phoenix (cut)

2007-04-02T21:09:00.000Z

for Annie Christian

this is not Britain in the form of

Khmer Institute of Democracy

"I love --"

lasting modifications

men weakening of this pressure, to the battle

moral exempt

a refueling

, fast, and the status of women in general (for the contrary,

fight to wish

, I think that it is time, after our whole history

after all, I would like to start

, the desire to fight

fundamental and long-term amendments

[sour in the BRITISH acre]

Antidot

I HAVE NO DOUBT

THE TIME HAS COME

Zeit

txt

images by Little Shiva - altered by junior

words by emily previn & cocaine jesus

aconitum napellus

2007-04-02T21:00:00.000Z

burn, feeling of skin being roasted
then
pins and needles, limbs get all numb
mouth getting numb too, senseless
vomiting
diarrhoea
anguish, space looming over, constricting the mind, fear, with no object
vertigo
sight disorders, dilatation of pupil
weakness then loss of hearing and sight
now, fear, with object
the darkness is full and heavy and it still has a sound, inside
breathing weakening, irregular
convulsion
the darkness is inside, the muscles are outside
space is no longer relevant
the world is the body
then
paralysis of muscles
no boundaries, the fear is the body is death is the darkness is the sound, inside, outside
loss of consciousness, a new consciousness within the delirium
no longer physical
time is moving in the shape of the heartbeat
space has disappeared
the sound of blood thumping is overwhelming
irregular heart rate
slowing down, heavy, heavy, the sound of its slowness

paralysis
knowing its the end
knowing
overconscious
the heart stops in diastole
knowing its the end
death

the beheadables 3/3

2007-04-02T12:15:00.000Z

it takes only a moth landing, the touch of an insect’s antenna, the breath of a feather, the stroke of one hair on the right place, at the right time. pleasure is an exact science, but no one knows it yet.

tomorrow in gym class they’re going to the swimming-pool. the teacher will gently ask to have a word with him at the end of the session and he will smirk and go, no, its not what you think, while all his friends eye one another question marks in irises.

images M-A-R-I-A words W-O-L-F

2007-04-02T09:19:00.000Z

caustic love in tuesday shoes

2007-03-31T22:04:00.000Z

blood is love

2007-03-31T15:41:00.000Z

section of Rabat from the windows of this room

your choice of the dark nucleus of the snow fuel found stick of orange ice, and fur stick of silver

transfer is 10th

cold like the uterine development of this type of wood

the world tomorrow

, not a goal

then departed nuclear darkness, no - self-indulgent nuclear nil

is vast from the hand of the deplete baby

out the line of vision which falls into embarrassing situation.

Hotel in Poland.

dead body formality

permissive in the dark

smile of the night slaves

there is no E-F voice
, which absorbs the fact that you went away.

COOL TIME

for Sylvia P.

txt

homo sapiens sapiens no longer erectus

2007-03-31T12:14:00.000Z

how far can you shoot
how fast can you run
how high can you climb
how loud can you scream
how hard can you hit
how long can you stand
how tough can you keep
how sharp can you see
how true can you be

how red can you sing
how black can you write

HOW MUCH MORE WILL YOU WAIT UNTIL ALL OF THOSE BECOME USELESS
THE MERE
CHILDHOOD DAYDREAMS OF A BETTER WAY
OF SPELLING

H.U.M.A.N.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

2007-03-31T10:45:00.000Z

in your permanent site.
I tease my choice.
In your crime scene.
Needles. ears; They exhibit the timing.
They ignite your people slowly, smooth excrement?
voice, and Bishop spiral of tolerance.
I do not drink to the thirsty crystal mirror.
If women have no hope

2007-03-31T09:57:00.000Z

alien in a strange world where words are bent to pain

2007-03-30T23:15:00.001Z

2007-03-30T23:14:00.001Z

2007-03-30T21:48:00.000Z

2007-03-30T20:08:00.000Z

The Beauty of Menstruation

weeping giants 2 (sleep)

2007-03-30T19:20:00.000Z

there is a black viper behind the stone. upturn it, let her coil inside your palms, let her draw the words of truth and reveal.
the fire is now reaching our sense of touch.
the fire is now proudly hissing, warning three women whose hands are buried in the entrails of a raven, a horse and a wolf.
now that you have read the words that spell out the end, open your eyes, and let me dive in them, for death will soon fall and i have to hold its reins.

(from a picture of the sculpture SLEEP by einar jonsson, reykjavik, and a sunset over SNÆFELLSJÖKULL, northeast iceland)

irish rose

2007-03-30T15:32:00.000Z

remove the thorn
the flower bleeds
lipstick traces on chalk
listen with mirrors
and listen with tongues
the ash falls
glass on vaseline
elegant fingers of smoke
mystify the mundane
corner the boy in fields
velvet cotton musk and violet

original image porcelain skull. image manipulation and words cocaine jesus

2007-03-30T12:36:00.000Z

is our madness reasonable or are we reasonably mad?

wuthering heights, chapter 23, paragraph 1 (illustrated grin sports)

2007-03-30T11:30:00.000Z

A RED LOW

In fact, this border resentment, verifiable ways and means
verify the absence of the person into the farm

rain semi-frozen half foggy mist.

Interim

how I adhere to the principle of self-reliance

30 half spray evidence led Ogawa cross roads/Ogawa 3030 forum kick you
[flow from the hills]

At this point, fifth night halfway, I flow with the tone from the hills

man set foot on the contract. Any of the Red Cross

Indeed, the limits of hatred, and perhaps many minutes with the images

humor is the proper use of those annoying disturbing things [better]
because no progress is the same assertiveness.

Ogawa Red [fourth] Bo Bo map

extracts from: emily "brönte" previn - a letter to K.B.
txt

i,m [sic]

2007-03-30T10:00:00.000Z

calibrating, she walks
hulk will smash on t shirt
audits sickbeds at work

a grey wedding later
and as street scene
cobbles her gallows on the moon

and if heidegger gets the girl
and if ponygirl can twirl
then it has to be black
with wheels off the track

[i once said 'why do we wait when we've a heart for the sky?'

i once presaged this with '...agoraphobic twins
confused for our sins
safe-playing big-saying
with just words
nothing begins...']

it got me

we wanted avant garde but got courier

this is in 9/8, with a section in 7/8, and a section in 5/4

elegiac, orbitesque. all you can eat

2007-03-30T08:26:00.000Z

2007-03-30T07:40:00.000Z

we cannot cope with life so they give us television

2007-03-29T19:55:00.000Z

2007-03-29T19:53:00.000Z

2007-03-29T19:37:00.000Z

weeping giants 1 (fate)

2007-03-29T19:07:00.000Z

you remember, now, past the visions deleted by the day, how it all used to be, and what we thought we’d become.
castoffs with more science than they’ll ever know how to use, dream and make up as they go along.
the smartest store up ammunitions made of pure platinum, the others believe steel will be of any use. one man with a heart of the realest anger sings of fire every night on the equator, and because there all nights last the same time, his words become truly cyclic and spiral up to us.
look at all the others, dancing in the streets with blindfolds on.
or dont look, just try and breathe.
what’s coming is coming, so now, comrade, just try and breathe.

(from a picture of the sculpture FATE by einar jonsson, reykjavik, and a sunset over SNÆFELLSJÖKULL, northeast iceland)

FULL SIZE

Reading Between the Lines

2007-03-29T14:58:00.000Z

(I dedicate this to anyone who's had the same thing happen to them)

split

2007-03-29T14:47:00.000Z

Masters died

we can see that the ideological struggle _______________

so, the question was repeated

[optional monkey with us]

... bits logic suffering. a small child when shaken from polyethylene bags

bloc specifications and increase infrastructure.

(strange American mothers creative defensive signal sent right. the blast.)

the outcome of each volcanic Vijls

amateur nature of the particles

Projects. Analysis. Nausea.

brain intuition and the arts through various means and methods

words by cocaine jesus & E.P.

blit

2007-03-29T13:59:00.000Z

image from emily previn. manipulation by cocaine jesus

2007-03-29T12:55:00.000Z

>>>>>reverse petal 2<<<<<<

2007-03-29T11:26:00.000Z

she comes like a train in abandoned rushes with hips rising
and buttocks clenching and eyes focused on the somewhere
deep inside her being that coils snakelike in her belly and writhes
and flails her medusa hair against the pummeled pillow and the
wrecked duvet covered in sweat and union that falls crumpled
to the silent floor that holds their attack of passion like exhibits
for a fetish lord of arcane sensuality to mull over with a thong
that smells of her and stilletos that smell of her and the sheer
blouse that had the good fortune to brush against those pretty
breasts and feel their rise and decline and now as she bucks and
moans as the whore of her inner lust breaks free from the sheltered
sanctuary of her salted sex and blossoms like flame into her gut
and thrust and the explosive annihilation of sense and longing.

original image by junior. words by cocaine jesus

>>>>Reverse Petal<<<<

2007-03-29T11:21:00.000Z

era 404

2007-03-29T09:20:00.000Z

Left, far-left that is, but out of shot, stand all rational beings

2007-03-29T08:48:00.001Z

opinions worn like shoes only wear thin

lion'steeth

2007-03-28T21:47:00.000Z

Revisited...

2007-03-28T21:32:00.000Z

after Thierry Tillier's IV INTERNAT

the beheadables 2/3

2007-03-28T18:56:00.000Z

sometimes you try and figure out how many cuts it would take to cut his head off, with that shiny sushi knife you just bought, and if he could read your mind he’d come at the thought.

its funny how everything you thought you knew about him by ten years of recesses and holidays playing together never got you prepared for that.

images MARIAFUCKINGMCGREGORCOOKESANDVIK words WOLF

THATS RIGHT MUTHAFUCKAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2007-03-27T22:53:00.001Z

2007-03-27T15:55:00.000Z

cold steel / unwritten agenda

2007-03-27T15:32:00.000Z

: not the end. Flares. the focus of the star memory walk.

star focus of this cycle memory walk. you will set. : : no end. crossed. But like all cut diamonds : all diamond pieces : a dark future

Constant temperature, the star and circle of my memory, which in the edge of the eye of this end walk, set you into this place

the cord or the code of the newer Vista

radiates more lengths however - without the intervals

direct! wild! direct!

direct! crazy! direct!

Khan before the fighting, you identify one of the green lights and the eternal, and this.

THIS does not end.

THIS is not terminated.

every angle or perspective -

spinal cord or the new and more practical realm, and not that which does not live

hose dark eyes

scar breathing lute

stem termination

firewood!

into the chain!

firewood!

and not intelligence.

you will not stop.

It calls you

avec l'oeil de l'obscurité

orca not lorca

2007-03-27T12:26:00.000Z

nails driven hard and fast like a politico's gumbo,
dress me darlings in your dark years

wahing nay

2007-03-26T22:20:00.000Z

tens.set-up cost.crybaby.

the hippoCRIT and the homEboy

2007-03-26T15:07:00.000Z

ian paisley - gerry adams.

men of war and peace.

try and spot the difference.

2007-03-26T08:09:00.000Z

afflicted by a common desire and cherished hope to step outside of all this madness

2007-03-25T18:41:00.000Z

Speak to the dark angels

2007-03-25T14:01:00.000Z

for C.J.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY C.J.

2007-03-25T13:16:00.000Z

2007-03-24T23:48:00.000Z

2007-03-24T21:43:00.000Z

funky little hawk mouth
all wire and cradle
born to the third month
as the first month
of the spring day.

the beheadables 1/3

2007-03-24T17:17:00.000Z

snow never falls here. i’s just you, shaking, shivering. shedding the coldness like too old a skin.

his cock tasted like silver, the silver of the old forks at your grandmother’s place on christmas day while they said the prayer and you thought of taking your brother on the table.

images M.A.R.I.A. words W.O.L.F.

l'aide de l'archange

2007-03-24T17:01:00.000Z

All parts of the indistinct body which first is said are withdrawn

move to impact

attached phalanges

the mouth you name

drank the load of perfidious impact of the ruby

Undecided power,

the instinct of death

angel of the president to whom answering does not expect the depth of the remaining crack

the fatal cancer which is the water - destructive of the coastal surface - continuous tide remains

initially vague, the unpleasant opportunity to forget

does not reach the permission of the boy

Then… you become commander of the paradise that comes not to come.

a National Anthem

Le crabe qui atteint des chutes mortelles à l'eau.

for isidore ducasse

words by emily previn's id - image by wolf

2007-03-24T15:28:00.000Z

just remember where you are on the food chain

2007-03-24T14:06:00.000Z

His Name Is Legion

2007-03-24T12:58:00.000Z

The boy told me he thought he might be Aryan.
I guess he kinda looked like one, in that
uniform standing thin and gaunt,
pale skin an attrocity in ivory.
A black Sun throbbed behind his eyes. I tried to kiss him all the same,
but then I choked as if on gas
his blood reeked so of lies and death.
When the vomit came he only laughed
"what's wrong? I thought you liked Nietzsche.."

art Maria McGregor, words Richard Eichmann

x , y

2007-03-24T12:21:00.000Z

2007-03-23T22:43:00.001Z

2007-03-23T16:11:00.001Z

you let me be

2007-03-23T15:42:00.000Z

this is the chrome mountain / spider arrogance of the engine

to the one different side the coil needle the private information that knows the interval that is being opened

elegy did not come but expenditure of oppression

official approval and target

computer and decision

tendons and crystal

harassment and persecution

illumination and costs

it comes from this house…..

it is breaking many ears - ear rape

acid from the steel bars. general amnesty pictured in the back corner - the steel iron fence

I come from violent homes

he is young and from Barclays…..

tomorrow morning, and history had not been addressed.

words by emily previn & cocaine jesus

2007-03-23T15:13:00.000Z

original images by junior. image manipulation by stickleback 2. words by cocaine jesus.

ape-shaped.date graped.

2007-03-23T11:21:00.000Z

sunless magick marker

cross of fun

2007-03-23T11:17:00.000Z

sunless magick marker

Terminal

2007-03-22T23:02:00.000Z

Us sitting in the abandoned subway
somewhere in the twilight of youth.
What the fuck we think we're doing
is anybody's guess

You telling me it's not my fault,
it was an accident, you know?
All the time sounding so sure.

Me choking down the tears,
hoodie turned inside out
and so very far away.

But when I tell people about it,
this will be the best night of my life.
Because that is really the only way
that I can deal with this

2007-03-22T21:58:00.000Z

metonymic device at play

2007-03-22T20:31:00.000Z

memory decreases due to sediment interval

the overseas star - it discovers a new standard

ENDURANCE TIME

with him it is bitter now, or we probably are

O Republic, at the end of the compensation plan [or Russian relationship]

Census enter it, but everything else has become the norm to avoid the wrath

…..you head where the truth is fraud

in order to discover the overseas…..

storage of water

radioactive

it was underestimated

[Slovenia]

on the 10th, published, but now in the light of what is external

fraud involving the party's decisions / …but different memories - three-dimensional…

love underwear [the game] to be very slow

the exception of selfishness, which is part of what is expected and the possibility of the edge of our patience and intelligence (lightly), and defends the envy of any weaknesses

has the hallucination where we who now turn off the light…..

generate, and without malice become the planet, after the greeting, but weak.

24-27 November - brink of the sea - one there to protect the soil from behind a veil

on the 10th, published, but now in the light of what is external.

the follow-up plan has weak points, malicious clouds.

words by emily previn & wolf

2007-03-22T13:31:00.000Z

the door will close.
the light will cease

Revisited...

2007-03-22T09:31:00.000Z