Friday, August 7, 2009

pain sun moon

When the wind comes at you scared of the sky's. Where is the sun. Where is the fun. What I ask for thee dark sky. Sun awake and cry. Laugh out loud bizarre sun shill through. Maple sticks of loud baking troubles. Pain sun moon. Its all the cleverness of the dark sky on wet sunny side up day. Come for me on hot wet summer day. Cold with the darkness of sun light of the night. Oh please make me see the sun. Oh place the magic in my eyes. Its a hot wet sun. Or is it wet hot day sun shine brightness all over. A hot wet night. Cool sun in my eyes. Or yesterday or today. A hot wet sun night phase walks through me. Wa.

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