Thursday, April 20, 2006

wild eyes jitterin
the night'll tell you stories
then run away with them
there's a figment and a scent of memory
in every lick of firelight
this wild eyes jitterin life

Fabricated by F/Brownstone at 7:28:00 PM

...and then there was

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