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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Sta.sh
i will take that for all it's worth
done deal
I like simmering
well let me look
ahhh shivering
cold
and hot
you have the fire going
so
shivering good
ahhh nice
then it is decided
simmering cucumbers in the dishwasher
i want to watch you from my other account
which has a fire going on as well
this here is just the hot camera
but i keep forgetting ...
sliding tomitilla peppers down below
splattering words across the table
hot camera on the rise
ohhh thought it was a burning pier...pire...
not sure how to spell that
I see a gunslinger on the dusty street
someone has a camera
it's a movie set
someone got shot
someone is taking notes
someone calls lunchtime
someone knew best
keep the fire on low there
when you are out of the kitchen
i threw a towel down once on the stove and went into the studio
till i smelled smoke
all ended ok
lunch was ruined and so was my towel
the last warmth of the sun
on the shiny metal of his
smith & wesson
the surfer boys
on the other side
of this wide ocean
are dropping their towels
yours has burned
but i am sure
it was wort the effort
and a hungry lunchtime
after the metal clicks
past the high of noon
no Cooper's left
just the whispers of yesterday
the waves crash
the boys lose their nerve
wait for the ones who have been
wait for experience over daring
at lunch
they all converse
some with sand in their hair
some with blood in their eyes