3d pan white

I fell on the earth

I fell on the earth & raped the snow

I got married to life & breathed w/ my marrow

I saw young dancers

I am meat & need fuel

Need the whorey glimmer of tears

in women, all ages

Laughter sandwich, fuel

for the lunch of meat minds

Now damn you, dance

Now dance

or die sleek & fat in your

reeking seats, still

buckled for flight.


Jim Morrison

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Taken on August 17, 2008