Thursday, June 25, 2009


Photo by Irakly Shanidze

I'm chanting about leisure and about your peachy skin on the back of your neck.
I'm chanting about my midsummer flawless moments when you break into my leisure and i feel too lazy to get mad at you.
I'm chanting about you and your ways. About some turned up nose and hot knees.
I'm standing on a skyscraper,eating chocolate. I'm looking down and dangling my feet.
I'm a mountebank.
I brace myself when i can't camper.