a poem or pic a day until I die or dont;
the online home of Ford Dagenham
Saturday, 18 January 2014
SOFT MACHINERY
our weak-strong bodies can shatter-smash like stuntman glass and be metal-splinted and keyhole-stented so the soft leather and old meat keeps moving but its important beyond these words and the hunting moon to keep your head and your 21 mystical grams up in the light of the universal sun
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