05 May 2010

DUMPLING HOUSE

you agree, don't you? i tried to crop the photo but the dumpling's hair was too tall, spiky like the grey/black stripes of grampa's shirt...SMUSH face like a bud before sunrise, peonies blooming, and peonies blooming on your stupid dumpling blouse, branches like arms and baby hands, twigs or bushes, petals or fingernails, blossoms like a nose and your nose to the blossom, skin and veins / skin and veins, black or grey or white or grey or black, pink like your peony mouth like your ears like all those flowers like every season...it all blends, it's all your crib, it all echoes echoes (echoes echoes)...flesh and flowers your pillow - from now 'til the end.

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