a refrigerator hums in brooklyn
<< thoughts by POPS at 11:47 PM on Saturday, April 19, 2008
i worship your tongue
the sweet symphony
licking light
whispering music in this moment
up after
dreaming behind shadows
hot and bare
like a rusted chain
through the sun
i ask
if we can leave
smoothly
go easy
a languid mist
beneath the wind
-an arranged piece found at an atlantic ave loft in the stuy
the sweet symphony
licking light
whispering music in this moment
up after
dreaming behind shadows
hot and bare
like a rusted chain
through the sun
i ask
if we can leave
smoothly
go easy
a languid mist
beneath the wind
-an arranged piece found at an atlantic ave loft in the stuy
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