the aroma of euphoria

my eyes are cold under your desk lamp.

visits since August 3rd, 1999.

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euphorium the fifth

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euphorium the fourth

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euphorium the third

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euphorium the second

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euphorium the first

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listing off phantom plants / eyes scream of painted pores / can't breathe / can't breathe / can't breathe the water / skin disappears / i feel delirious tonight / eyes like mint tulip / feathers plucked from a rosary / forgotten on the long dark trip / from the moon / half the world / is caught / in aerial photography / laminated twice / to protect it / from the elements / forget me when i forget you / the world converts for use / and all the seas / become C's / my eyes are your eyes / no seraphim with eight wings apiece / i like the way you look in moonlight / halfway / i see you there behind the curtain / bled from hearts that beat and burp / you count off your dreams / 1 through 42 / you are a personification of side bar poetry / ultraviolet nose rings in summertime / seen through the windows of trains