Tuesday, June 30, 2009

ghost stories

There is a ghost in my gullet
Its up on the rise.
Floating above us
Softly its breathing
Cold breeze it exhales








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clanchatti said...

found this blog, love these photographs

September 15, 2009 at 1:54 PM

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