Thursday, March 02, 2006

Purse Valve

It is flopping without limbs in the place where the neuron sees. Without majesty, and incomplete, it is dancing lonely without illuminaion from the front. Mapping the course, it sails.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

We're all heart.

Thursday, March 02, 2006 6:48:00 AM  
Blogger Pneumonica said...

Plurality of parts doesn't demean the viscous folley.

Friday, March 03, 2006 1:41:00 AM  

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