That God Lives In Silence
August 2010
111 posts
Houses We Die In
Pianos Become The Teeth
Pianos Become the Teeth - Houses We Die In
you glue wings to
my ideas about love;
though,
there is something in
the way they take flight,
spin and begird,
returning again
in the manner of flocks
that suggests
they sprouted manifestly.
Endorphin
Burial
Burial - Endorphin
simplicity say sleep or shall we shower have an apple you are as I need water shall I move? do you dream? shallow snow flesh melt this
