Hiccups, hyacinth, herbicide
drowned dictation in double tempo
tried in chips on the glass, sandy ice
the expanse of your super-size
barely-can-walk in your diced isochronal drama
Spinal licks your sass...
Tongues locked up in cursory curses
Nostrils taking offense in affective association
'I can't remember'
The most common denominator in my dead answers.
Xenophobic indeed.
[15:08|02.12.011] ©c.thomas.carter
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