tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73514374501807487722011-11-10T18:33:27.390-08:00In Through The Back DoorWoman in a Windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437450180748772.post-75804922185021999452010-03-24T07:07:00.000-07:002011-11-05T18:38:23.750-07:00this place has closedha!for some reason, it is absurd to write thisWoman in a Windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437450180748772.post-83024004468991706862008-12-29T18:01:00.000-08:002010-03-05T08:25:50.644-08:00BEAUTYI ache for beauty. I'm in the middle of the ache, a bloated pancake on a plate. Plug me with blueberries, slather me with butter, drown me in syrup. I'll sputter and cough. You'll lower your maw. I'll slide in. You'll eat me up and sigh. I'll be beauty, one big beautiful mouthful of going to your hipsbut so good now.But first get hungry.Get dirt down and hungry.You've really got to want me for meWoman in a Windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.com