J.A.M.S

Sunday, November 11, 2007

drips of liquid

and rain just keeps on coming, with nothing to prevent it's descent

and perspiration accumulates and dissects through hair and skin

and sweet smelling dew at dawn, condensed upon fingerprinted-stained glass

tekong at it's best.

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posted by jams at 11:20 AM

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