poems written on the fly

A beautiful view (or why poems can’t be explained)

In art, bad haiku, bad poetry, bad sex and bad breath, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, seb, snuff poems, the queen of england, writing on 19 October 2007 at 6:40 am

I live in that
house that you can’t see
and you live in that
house that you can’t see

EL SEBBO

  1. Yeah dude, and who’s in da house ? dj nic is in da house. I say. djnic

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