The spectrum Green
Verdigris of bronze statues, downtown, on the way;
"The green door",
opened;
closed.
Her
cheap suit; the
palm trees on her new flip-flops; her
unbecoming new bra; the
scales of her dragon tattoo.
The gum she was using to make the saliva to blow me, and to dilute the taste of the latex; Trojan
packets and
boxes.
Garbage bags.
The white cup of
Listerine™ Angel brought me after I ate her.
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Roy G. Bi
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>> posted by John Psmyth
• 1/08/2005 11:16:00 AM
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