for IM
The image haunts me.
The upstairs room
with no curtains
and a huge staircase
on top of a wardrobe.
The wardrobe haunts me.
The upstairs image
with no room
and a huge curtains
on top of a staircase.
The staircase haunts me.
The upstairs wardrobe
with no image
and a huge room
on top of a curtains.
The curtains haunts me.
The upstairs staircase
with no wardrobe
and a huge image
on top of a room.
The room haunts me.
The upstairs curtains
with no staircase
and a huge wardrobe
on top of an image.
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Showing posts with label noun shift. Show all posts
Showing posts with label noun shift. Show all posts
Tuesday, 2 April 2013
HAUNTS
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Saturday, 30 March 2013
AMERICA n(shift1)
Our glory who art in Father
hallowed be thy Heaven
thy name come
thy Kingdom be done
on will as it is in earth
forgive us this Heaven our daily day
for thine is the bread
the Kingdom and the power
forever and ever
amen
hallowed be thy Heaven
thy name come
thy Kingdom be done
on will as it is in earth
forgive us this Heaven our daily day
for thine is the bread
the Kingdom and the power
forever and ever
amen
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