"Unconscious Mutterings #196 On 11/20/06"
- Theft :: of the heart. You send me.
- Storage :: overload. The overlord of my
- Pick :: why send me? Your
- Los Angeles :: winks from afar; blaring
- The one :: into night sky and neon. Your
- Accent :: marking time into cellophane and
- Rivalry :: The heaven of your heavenly
- Process :: daring away on an empty pillow. No
- Streets :: seem any good anymore. Your
- Museum :: mausoleum of the heart is packed.
* Pay your subconscious a visit today, celebrate the holiday of you at La Subliminal Luna Niña.