An Ex tension of My Self


				*My Prison Souls* *An Ex tension of My Self*



	Home Talkin' Coyote \| Sanctification \| I Want To Be... \| Transgression \| Coloral Diversity \| Thurisaz \| Climactic Rush \| Soul Pressure \| Do YOU Remember? \| Apathy \| NO2 \| Swamp \| Twosdey \| Pain: The Human Condition \| Waves Of Souls \| Magical Colorful Worlds \| Soul Scraping \| Question \| Mutant Feelings \| Static Statisticity \| Ambiguous Crap Shoot Shit List \| Disconnected \| Used Up \| Blossoming Growing Pains \| Who Dat? \| Assassinate Id \| Springtime Demons \| Green Wool \| Play Till Ya Win \| Soul Mate \| She Put Her Boots On \| Another Pome About the Rain \| Hanging On \| Soul Resin \| Disguscombustificationilly \| Arizona Dream \| Tired Circles \| Funny Cauze Id's Twoo \| An Ex tension of My Self


		*An Ex tension of My Self* Your arm circles round me from wherever you are. Your spirit tugs at the sagging corners of my mouth and stretches it into a perma-grin which makes me blush and lights my entire face up to my eyes. Suddenly I am floating drowning in glowing bubbly giggles. People are staring at me, questioning my happiness. I am transported to a wave of your seafoam eyes which I ride all the way to my toes. I inhale a long satisfying sigh of pure tranquility. Copyright Heather Prudence Davis