From the Mess of Our Orgiastic Heavens:
By Joshua Chalifour, 9 September 2003Splinter me out the jewel of a juicy black lime, lime, lime… (as it echoes off) this eruption came–brought us running, red-footed, across a molten earth, which bloomed in motion. We could see the pregnant future and drank to our loosening legs. We could youtheneyes our impulses and telekinized the seedling smokes hovering above our [...]
UnKindness Of Ravens
