POEMS|#6 New York, New York
Fallen into a pit of luxor. I bit off, with off white fallen fixtures. The pallets mixture, the written fiction. Who can ponder the many paths and ways. Frank white Frank white he knows the way!
Fallen into a pit of luxor. I bit off, with off white fallen fixtures. The pallets mixture, the written fiction. Who can ponder the many paths and ways. Frank white Frank white he knows the way!