Who Is Still Counting Pi Anyway?
8.05.2007
Violet
Violet,
Pale-skinned,
Gracing the world with her touch,
Of supple coercion,
Dark fawning hair,
Your thin hips float across the room,
And things are never the same,
Things are never the same.
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