horus826 Dec 2002

fucking sheer spoon fed brilliance, and you're right, and i'll probably never be, but you're mine. i love your poetry. i could read it all day every day, and i do. i love you. more than the rocks that i was, or the fences i paint more than the [horse] more than the [sky net] your pen is a neon maniac blue. your stroll a hijack 'platinum' band that fits and squeezes. i'm just a handprint. caved.e