Lol I fell asleep 1/2 way through..reading it..
and had some really weird dreams..???..
NoosaHeads Reviewed by NoosaHeads on . Poem consisting of disorder/no handrails Wasn't high...Just immense imagination...and I wrote it in like...twenty minutes. :) Try and decipher the meaning, if there is one. :p The Chaos of Meshing Section I (The Gates) Each morning â?? priestly routine, ants making out on my arms. Leg bones jetting out and I am becoming Rating: 5