| = the soul of garbage | stanca potra [26.Jul.05 18:53] |
| Even the most rotten garbage has a soul. It may not realize this (but only when it's too late), and that hurts the most. But maybe it's never too late for love, and the timing for the hand to open the door to the freezer might be just right:” it will crawl with ONLY its soul “. i like your poem and the idea in it:) | |