and here is the nothing
this exquisite corpse we've laid
lines twist on transverse
turned in upon the day
a feast upon the empty and
graves cast within the shade
in witness to the lonely
this exquisite corpse we've laid
and here is the nothing
this exquisite corpse we've laid
lines twist on transverse
turned in upon the day
a feast upon the empty and
graves cast within the shade
in witness to the lonely
this exquisite corpse we've laid
Leave a comment. Markdown use is permitted.