before he speaks this way, these places are immoral
a diy exchange, struck or falling in the dark
lash out in your dreams
i wouldn't recommend it
he reveals too much, safe water, drummer flaw
ground my eye greatly
remember a name, you who have me
imagine my eye for 25 years
the langauge moves me
all faces across birds
your bird uncertainty
the teahouse is surprised: i just had the flame of your birds
my toes curl in my mind
i taste superstition
changing his glow
and flow
u would need a face transplant
swinging with a rage of u
are u a bird lover?
i am warned, i turned to birds
is your bird safe?
i've been diagnosed to be quiet
your shoes are small fragments of me
is it possible to sing fire? reverse
reversed lately
i wouldn't want a sword
silence is it's voice
i feel safe in the night
donna kuhn 2008
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