Archive | February 13, 2014

The Last Lines From A Book About A Man With Three Testicles

“Out there far away the rest of the world has gone modern. With whole new jumping generations. And holy hell is the only thing we have up to date here. To make the stars bark. When the west’s awake. Over the cliffs and roaring sea. Where the moon hides and weeps at night.

And

The weary

Wind

Bewilders

Me.”

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