Wednesday, August 20, 2008

a bottle of black clouds

a bottle of black clouds
to release it is to conform
so sip it from the side
for all you want is near.

the words of a wild woman
they vent through a caustic crematorium
a gas chamber for your enjoyment
it moves inside of your veins, deep

make it mine, all mine.
all mine

By: Jordan Baker

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