that was depressing

down to the last straw the empty hald sideways chorus of tears. bring brign bring the forest forest forest of of of ofo the end endly shimy time. shimy shimy. neurotic nerotic finger fucking asswhole. fine wine soft curves. buble buble pop, chery lips and giggles. spider webs and lassos. guns blasing high tide the surge of foam adn spice. empy hollow hole, jagged like a cavitiy. sponged red and senstive. picton timed and light light light light pasign of the cat. fire ont he board west. fire adn the timeing titmouse. twittled giant surgling back to back to gorgeous faltering casm. fist of the north star end of the last crusade. high up on the totem pole she waitr and waits and waits for faith and fire and the clear eyes oifthe one who can see the clouds behind the sun the sun the sun the clouds of the high half fork of twins on fire by the lake the lake the lake the withteh fire and the death of jason. the lie the image of untruth that huants me. the bitch I want to kill. with this and that and watch her drown and gurgle and sigh. the ghost of the lost. the ghost in the lake. sake for hte ashes on the roseary, wipe it on your jeans. snow. hides it in the winter when i pass.