making lists!

But what about us, the universe? I dip my body in pajama bottoms. And that's how women are-  sewing drums to their feet.
This is hypothetical, but what about us,
the universe? and my breasts want to be transformed;
and apstrophes are a bird's beak.
The universe sends me a letter and it says I AM GOD AND I WANT TO DIE.
It is crazed ferrets, stewed apples, and a dissatisfied a*s, but what about us?
First, the grass was my
trousers, the land my pain, and the houses: strands of my hair. Falling off cliffs. If the universe was somehow a swirl of oil in the sea, i'd cut the
edges of my head to become a leaning tree. And the universe is somehow
in bits of paper or on a japanese floor board.

Author's Note

help from my honey. i met carol ann duffy, it was incredible.

Reviews

[Adam :P]

o wow this is different, very interesting, very good image, i like it.

You met Carol Ann Duffy?!
Oh, oh, I'm jealous. :(

"Words, Wide Night" one of my favorites.