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needles needling needlessly with little thread... or much of anything else...

(foolish dribbles to be written at uncertain times, on an irregular basis, from uncertain sections of the ever expending universe, and from whatever dimension I-We-Us-Them might find ourselves/ myself in …)

Sunday, March 13, 2005

17h28 


Holding my breath
complete with red
I eyed the sun straight in the balls
gone like a fly
on a dry turd
complete with red
and some stale bread.
Posted by: François Pointeau / 15:29
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