the man on the square
August 6, 2007
he thrusts his hands
into an unseen box
turning this – grabbing that
he pulls out demons
wrestling with congruency
he thrusts his hands
into an unseen box
turning this – grabbing that
he pulls out demons
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August 6, 2007 at 8:28 am
Back in force.
August 6, 2007 at 6:02 pm
ah…you have seen him also…
August 11, 2007 at 3:40 am
Makes me think of a mime who’s recently off antidepressants… Hmm. *grin*
August 12, 2007 at 6:57 pm
yes, a mime works with this. Your’s or mime?
August 13, 2007 at 7:02 am
Hahahah.
Oh no qazse, oh nooooo.
August 13, 2007 at 11:14 am
sorry, there is a lot of cornball in my genes.