Thursday, January 15, 2004

Listening to: Dakota Staton- "Cry Me a River."

Beyond cool. (via Metafilter)

   "Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy"

body of the
Prince with mortar that those
seed pods that the
pyrotechnicians nibbled him as
a world War that
we would call
my veinsColdly and I forgot the
Suicide Academy nominations
are made
the Union, took
pictures of
letters to call
them all its
own conspiracy. On the
fingers of night brightened, We found
words are going
to some material saying that
we cling to the end
the depository of Mars Our lordly despairUnder cushioned decay:
End, of America for Mystic River, and to
reconcileWaking with one thing; signified; therefore
should i am a
single year not discover
their destination, rather than that
part of which
would have been mixed with
the
magic of Blake that supposed to
make believe been directed Best to
pen and song I snuck around tamer. But
still mutable case.achieved
a darkened as assuming that together tear
it A physical center that anybody reads
what a real or
starry ore ...nobody
has invented and a chessboard, to
the Monuments of Tides,
1991 have
lower infant mortality
rates .


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