Specialty Recipe For Fallen Comrades Left For Dead, by Tim Pozzi Subscribe to rss feed for Tim Pozzi

seminal rememberance
trade trajectory
for fallen objects, 
the satellite sky
forbidden cries
and out for justice,
out for blood they scream
pushing their logic
on the membrane,
pushing their fate
on other's relations
and false accusations...
but love?
not so much.
Posted: 2007-03-26 15:56:51 UTC

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