Monday, October 17, 2011

Typecast on location typewritter kitten

I'm saving it all up.
For the revolution.
I'm dissolving the mark.
I'll fight in heaven.
I'm a phantom.
A spook, glooky in the missive.
I'm a sentence already written.
Watch the end descend from the stars.
It's meaningless to me.
I'm saving it all up.
For empty cans and beans. 

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