Monday, July 5, 2010
Plot me: (x,0) (0,x) on the body
the body pumping: blood type O (one hopes) the body
processing: O (element)
we can x (multiply) we contain x (multitudes)
or me: XXX (jug of marked moonshine) or
you: the burning O of your cigarette
Why don’t we ruin our organs together in a slow way
blackening in the o of your coliseum and the x of my immolation
Thursday, July 1, 2010