Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Free Kates Playground Tits

passengers.

Fatigue, handrails, the purr of the bus, blinking, sideways, little by little, the ideas come and go, swing, slip the eyes, neck and neck. Ignorance show, in dreams, between stops, the pupils are blurred, disguise, masks, curtains, traveling in the same flurry of ideas, at the same time, in the same space, the tears are victims of the wipers, it coincides traveling together as a whole, with the same speed again exchanged glances, they suggest, incite, one stop, no one goes, another stop and lower it, he continues his journey toward another stop, more alone.

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