Jack Pot
A tree is like a river
a tree is like a hand
are you laughing at me
a plane is in the sky
chipping all the clocks
saint francis of assisi
waits to scar you in the garden
whats cutie looking for
in the glass bottle
before the boat
follow the wet stereo circles
breathe on the water
draw me
red beak
shiny jacket magazine road
Friday, 29 July 2011
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