7 Nov 2009


' Gifts of cloth and gold from wise women of the Troell family '



living dreams in underground bellys, four beds twelve legs
our room a selection of finely placed rectangles
and finely baked bodys sleeping what we live,


I woke up to orange dims and empty beds, my mouth feeling like i went two rounds with a heavy weight, eight legs instead of twelve, and nine cushions scattered like stars on the lino floor.
the tv reflecting the good times of the night before

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