Killing Jar, Preserved Knowledge, Cannibal PantryA Poem by Jerusalem CricketCreepy-crawly.
I figure..
the universe is the work of somethin absurd dispersed thru words but most were unheard-of or burnt up to deter the sludge from morphing into something unstoppable - HIGHLY improbable - invocation of provocative thought goddess white hot, want not impossibles what caught the god-awful sawtooth feelings felt like velvet to frostbite fingers but soon saw to it that it all be thru, cause that's just the way the moon is phased & we're led astray searching for truth or certainty in an earthly vessel of any measure for that mirthy pleasure push- play level of "okay" ....how dirty. © 2015 Jerusalem CricketReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 26, 2015 Last Updated on January 27, 2015 AuthorJerusalem CricketCAAboutStuck in the tumbleweed trap on the outskirts of the World's Largest Meth-lab; the Art Gods keep me safe and sane. more..Writing
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