A Black Feather, A poison pen...

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say no more, nudge nudge

all of these subtle pornographies dancing about in my head.


what is a weekend without them.


tonight and tomorrow are ripe with possibility but the weather makes body heat a bit of a redundancy and i don't have access to a nice cold (and by cold i, i mean not too far above the ambient temerature of a meat locker) room


but i won't be overly vulgar and divulge my itinerary/agenda for tonight or tomorrow in any great detail...but i intend to greet sunday with that stupid half-dazed smile of satiety

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and with that, ladies and gents, i bid you all good night and good luck

6:09 p.m. - 2006-06-02

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a jump to the left - a step to teh right