Lollipop Vanity, by Tim Pozzi Subscribe to rss feed for Tim Pozzi

Static is the catalyst,
the frantic books you read 
to deceive your mind
and tell stories 
so you can ignore me.

Lapse of judgment,
clasp of repugnant gesture
the press of the rest
to digress
and suggest...

We'd all hold our own
if we could condone
total insurrection.

Pass the fucking collection plate.
Posted: 2008-11-18 02:32:35 UTC

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