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Thursday, 7 April 2011

Insistence Upon A Setting.

A condom, calculator,
Paperback, box-set and Lynx bodyspray
All took a trip to a barren landscape
Devoid of colour or contrast,
Lacking in intrigue, despite the implied intricacies.

All the girls wanted to fuck it anyway.