Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Lefteyed with Jesus and the CFR.

Greetings from theHill.

No weather..no numerical immaginations.



"Sunset time on the balcony,

a small plane noises overhead,

NCIS reruns on TV,

in the oldmans bedroom,

the AC going in the 'West Wing."



The voice in the unpainted hall...

who knows it all and dreams

when recuperating

from a fall,,,

comma obama.dom....

a hopefree oportunity world dreamn

whofuckinghopes..



"A Jacksso a day..

you ashoole,the indian went,

to Faustos but not Bucko's for water...

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