Headless Princess
Jonathan Notley, Max Mackinnon
ONE BREATH......
as i sit and smell the flowers the berrys are very firm that will
discrete the suroma...
As i said its very terminal..the sky above my eye moves towards it..
i soaked up an image..freeze frame a potrait..
an instant..
turned into a ocean of enternity...its vincent..
filled with this emotion thats is burning me..
from what i saw before me needs no explanitation..
she just rivid in my lungs..there was no exhailition..
