Monday, September 05, 2005

No angles

It's all a smooth surface to death.

A glossy dialogue.
An amber glass.
A smoky cylinder.
An untouched kiss.
An ink-stained page.
Alone in a group.
An introduction.
A large sale.
A leafy salad.
A black-haired beauty.
A belly laugh.
A tube of smoky water.
A perfect lyric.

A curvy path to a Meaningless Death.

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