random poem

[threeplusfire]

Tsarina of the
metal fence
round moon golden
and suffering, it is
nice to music, our
touch.
Tsarina of mockingbirds
in my head
these choices all I live for
can get to the infinite.
Tsarina of Gene
I have a little
dream 1:19 pm.
Tsarina of
a little dream a little
dream 9:53 pm I had the
pool, empty
less the world unknown
Sometimes things end.

(thank you.http://surreally.com/kd/poemgen.cgi)

Comments

all i got from my journal page was

[sykii.livejournal.com]

"because beautiful, she cooed. Go look."

Re: all i got from my journal page was

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

That's excellent. I like that.