22 March 2011

the seven sisters abused their cloaks,
and were forced to return to the Skel'tons.
their bitter words were cast to the wind
where the male souls of those words ferried pollen.

two years to the future, biting phrases yield winds but this winds' sting's anemic and dulled, a lifetime's been spent and so little is left - just dust devils of tumbling vowels.

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"Before you can blame an individual for their choices, you have to make sure they have the same choices as everyone else."

Bix , the fanatic cook.