red_zinf perfectly_chaotic The tardiness of the tangy assault upon my red throat's hind wall. Blood, which had long grown purple from the dirt, pooled into a wave as it piled upon the shiny wall of glass. The white light fills the empty space as its caress luminates the valley's of the wall. The blood's destiny was to simply slide back down into its rush down into the black darkness of the throat. The back of my head longs for the yellowest sun, yearns for both the ending of winter and spring, is reeling to sit below the blue sky beneath the sun. For a moment, the red-zinf has washed all the unspeakable cares away from my mind...... On second thought, if I am acknowledging they are there, the unspeakable cares must still be dirty. 110308 ... A . 110309 ... Ouroboros I just bought a bottle at the corner liquor store! It's uncorked and breathing right now, ready to be poured.. 110309 ... h|s|g Oh? 110310 ... Ouroboros yummy. good $10 bottle. spent much of the evening cooking and laughing. and there's still 3/4 of a bottle left! 110310 ... h|s|g thrifty :-) 110311 what's it to you? who go blather from