extensive poetic juxtapositions
by and about del ray cross
(delraycross at gmail)
Friday, February 12, 2010
mcxxvi
Tuck him in hand by foot after dinner with Face- book salesman and four crab-legs. What about Fuckface? Give the straight scoop. A big fat F for traffic. We to the very end. Call me when love gets beets. A dry pocket of moles over a table of herring.