Algor Mortis
Now it fell off
I’m rarely full
I’m really cold
And now the fires gone
If you have a cold
Now in the full moon
Write an honest poem
Beckon for the wolves
(Way beyond the cold
If this is the cold front)
Now it fell off
I’m rarely full
I’m really cold
And now the fires gone
If you have a cold
Now in the full moon
Write an honest poem
Beckon for the wolves
(Way beyond the cold
If this is the cold front)
2009 • Evil Guest List
2009 • Evil Guest List
2009 • Evil Guest List
2009 • Evil Guest List
2009 • Candlelike
2010 • Five-Dose Days
2010 • The Knot That Joins Two Ropes
2010 • Hounds Surround Her
2010 • Slime Powder Dimension
2010 • Slime Powder Dimension
2010 • Traps of Fact
2010 • Cry But Why