Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Sunday, May 30, 2010

against the dusty old world we hedged bets, thought we were safe, levelled with chance, and so forth.
what were we looking for, that sweat on brow, those long legs, and passion itself unabated, in its most obvious forms and its hiding hermit apparition.
hacked into pieces of the old world, left bloody and gutted, lying on our lightbox floor, tracing new outlines of the thing itself.
and where did it get like this, the birdlike beast that flew off of the tattoo on her right collarbone and thru boyish crushes, at long last lasts not.

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