October 20, 2009

Desert Musing: Anza Borrego pt I

We traveled a bit by moonlight and lanterns.
The desert heat knows no remorse.

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your eyes quiver with tears
your cheeks pink
your hands soft like glue


[12FV.]

2 comments:

Louis said...

more pics! nice stuff

Angela said...

that scribble, it looks like red riding hood running away. or the stomach side of a jumping frog. maybe a skeletal hand pointing down. an anal douche. im just kidding about the last one.