

The belly of a wormThis was the belly of a worm.The belly of a worm
This was the something of the sea That grim, tumultuous feeling,
That comes of a being--
Me.
In this case.
In a sordid switch of DNA,
I birthed from the belly of a lamb,
And slipped from an open womb,
That most always knew
Sam.
Samuel.
A revolting lurch of muscles Causes from me a lip-licking heave That smells of sins and grieves and things that are roughly caused by
Belief.
| Being a former resident of the "booming" state of Michigan, I grew up around a bunch of artsy folk. Given that my dad is into photography, and my mom had a love affair with paints as a teen, I was sorta raised into this stuff. More recently though, I've acquired the unquenchable thirst to write something worthwhile. My vain attempts, I hope, will someday accumulate enough to make a career. |
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we tend to make eachother blush
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[O.o] - i love owls
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こんにちは, moi, merhaba, hola, hello
o(≧∀≦)o
Nyappy fan
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I like you, I like me.
I like trouble and LSD.
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To small to matter.
Thanks for the Favourite
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Eagle Photography
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