среда, 24 октября 2007 г.
Trister storm in blue
Is your faith a bird in darkness? Zerplittertes glass. Note one moment. Hustle strobe light scans an eternity. When the end lie? The windows burst. We are destroyed by you. Blue storms roll up. Schwing you out. Sanft küssender rain. Tastes like blue and gold. Lichtspritzer send you through the air. Rauskrachen, implied. Tears drop eyes watering the sidewalk. Let it fall, let it fall. Charcoal Blue floats in city petals. All believe that none of them is warned. Let it fall. Landslide. Genea.
(Available for: Elliott-Blue Storm)