Were still shaking tongues
But now we write with caligraphy pens

from hugs to handshakes
my hearts turning into a decagon

And christine von baggle
has allowed me to enter her court
all soft drinks and fruit snacks aside

ive been buried in a bear skin rug for days
and you said that insulation was'nt a pretty word
and how warmth was something to be thankful for

i eat our boring fucking dinners
in my mind at night

and i can't wait to von baggle
your memories away

04/08/2007

Posted on 04/08/2007
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