Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Clay Penguin

It is time for repentance
Comfortably wedged between searching and enacting.
It is time for repugnance,
For redundant celebration of distaste.
It is time for a reprobate
To earn its keep in silver.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009


Today, world is like a diamond: beautiful, hard, expensive and misused.

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Only spilled bile in a cage of ribs.