Saturday, June 28, 2008
Fil-lums
The android has it
fastened with titanium
staples, so don't retard
us with sex.
Insert more exquisite
revenge, exploding
cars. Romantic ladies
can still audit
their Merchant-Ivory log,
where characters think
(…endlessly…)
of fucking, whilst
piling Empire
on the backs of
obsequious wogs.