st. dzerzhinsky or the peculiar methods of falling asleep

taking too long. way, waaay too long.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

that mirror is surelly warped or the right of ownership does not extend to self


your attempts are feeble
             &
insignificant.

that's what i hear
as i drive the fist
through the glass.

affections aside,
i can't help
but agree.

this accumulated time
weighs 
tons.
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