Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Wireless Connector Vba-m

Gerda takes flight ascent in a stirrup.
was caught-forever-
under the force of a tank

(grabbing your sleeve, gave us a tourist and a few hours in white: white walls, white sheets, a shower of white foam on your neck, in my back. Hurry time and cold beer, the taxi arrives, lights, hands, lips, dock. Embrace. Cast, now in black ...)

Robert stepped on a mine. He was caught
(bad rhyme)
in Indochina.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Free Prom Dresses Catolgues


Splashed Perseids, his eyes cleared sea clouds Shelter summit.
He gave me guts and the summit of Etna.
No sails, no wind. Lit up the island in August.

For P.