dirty_alley syd The poppy birds way swing twigs coffee brands around brandish a wand with a feathery tong my head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand please, please, please lift the hand I'm only a person with eskimo chain I tattooed my brain all the way... Won't you miss me? Wouldn't you miss me at all? 010720 ... jane your pretty_noose ties tighter around something pale faint explosions around the air tonight vampire wine distilled for a fever of graciousness your mouth crooked sideways, your hair tangled at scarred shoulders black & whites found downstairs, safely hidden on painted tables paloma negra plays ancient on the radio, arms shiver at vocal vibrations - the rain outside waxes us poetic as we fumble with words & melodies eventually, tired times preceed you curling up with spotted fur nestled against your neck. 060130 what's it to you? who go blather from