I dedicate this to a cardboard I hesitate to believe this gem Anglosaxon anagrams on the witchbo… no health defects despite my daily… It makes me hungry and devour

Psycho Queen You touch my body Are you somebody? Who is there? Whos caressing my hair?

Make haste, Miss Professor her bony fetus revolved Aunt Viridity is the adressor and instantly Im involved Acidified by domestic disputes

Mantis Atloveroc, I lie here in t… aeromantic analysis of clouds I ex… Now all I can do is wait and stun and hope not to miss the Holy Gra…

One two three– set me free Penguin voices in the infinite nig… body against body until we burn Make choices of wisdom, not of fri… Struggle and study, its for life,…

Pure inspiration, pure infatuation… now I found remedy in intoxication…

A wireless experiment Should I– or not? I wish myself to embarrassment of who is how and what I dont mind your helpful decision

Follow my stream of consciousness Im far more special than I though… Melodies are full of akwardness here lies my path of draught My pieces Dramatis Personae

Morning cereal– milky stains Im prepared for more Register all in vain for psychonautic score Damage the ultimate Brain

Answer empty phone calls and another demand of flowers A seven week anticipation but never more than eleven hours of incentive abstinence

Its the twentyfifth, attending the… Eureka– I approached to my idol “Good” was yesterdays presentation I was “naive” but not idle Ive met my master,

Control RocknRoll listen to a friends advice dont you ruin it all you live only once, so think twice… The moon tells me its no longer J…

The sunny wind dries my hair Spanish words, they perfectly expr… the others stare cause I am the he… oh it hurts that I must confess I am lost in meta context

It rains and I wear sackclothnash… one more week of holiday-terror You taunt all my stuff and stashes watch me with your one-way mirror I scream for boys and toys

Sit straight and smile although it takes a while —now the master looks at me I blush and smarten instantly The Mans _olta he could read