Tuesday, November 3, 2009
twit twat twitter
She dreams in bits and pixels of suncoast masters posturing to the shadows and cantankerous lollies who lean too close to their waxlip sugar daddy salivating in syllables "twit twat twitter." She turns her skin to a leaf well worn and she shim sham shimmy's between a glass of wine and a thought half bated.
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