now...
Outsider Hippie Artist Girl
(c) Singleton 2007
SOLD
In
the dream
I was
making charms
from
rattlesnake
bites,
collecting them
like bottlecaps,
souveniers
from
some
poisenous
venomness
place.
In the morning's heavy breath,
I shed my nightime skin,
crawl out from under the covers,
and find,
I'm an opaque,
albino colored
mess....
but the
marks are gone
and
I
saved the rattlers
to make
music with.....
