Sleep
With such hardened longing
I beckon you
Could you fucking
Make your presence felt?
Errm..
Please.
I beckon you
Could you fucking
Make your presence felt?
Errm..
Please.
posted by Sharad Ragas at 7:40 AM
Thursday, December 14, 2006
About Me
- Name: Sharad Ragas
Digressional, pausing, hewn haired absent tenant of a pop art labeled matchbox.
Previous Posts
- Melbourne, 2006
- All along the watchtower
- Where are the sheep?
- To all and sundry
- Rahn Hert
- Gee.. that was something!!
- Now, we have Aboriginal rock..
- Takes on planes - Uncut version
- Renaissance
- A post with an apologetic beginning
1 Comments:
howz the jetlag now?
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