Masstrojans ThrashopenA Poem by nonamesnois
Mass trojans thrash open,
mass trojans lap moisten. Yodel model, for this golden throtle. Creep, don't back up-into me. I got the trees, feelin' that breeze. Slip easy like before the bearded child ran, ran up a hill kick'n screaming. Coyotes cuddling each other massicly, fantastically. Freeze the rays and the leaves every light show, show me how the universe travels. Crack pipes and razor blades. Knitting for both, knitting for two, but only one is knitting. And failing. THEN the mass trojans will enter, like they never left(the cacklin' banter in a cave of succlents) © 2010 nonamesnoisReviews
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