Thursday, July 1, 2010

Best Thermal Grease For Cpu 2010




A hot wind penetrates me,
dries the breath, skin cuts
,
power thirst. It is a silent

wind that sweeps away sand and embers


that make me sterile and lifeless land.
A hand lands on my shoulder,
a hand with claws,
germs that my silence.

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