eyrlkiah

Aug 18, 2006 00:22

glow sticks up boys and girls . . .

bedrock roecords

groove
river oaks theatre

space

GTI
glass fish suspended in water your bowl overlooks mine

radiant

one fire
three hundred hours

butterfly or dragonfly your potential haunts me
a dollar a stem per hour per minute per feather per lunacy
and tomorrow
and white pier and scattered pages
and i dont mean to
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eureka or erika, I never know for sure. gorgeousecret August 18 2006, 09:39:58 UTC
I'm eighteen years old again.

And I don't understand a word you're saying but I know I like it and I can't help but wonder what spurs what and how some things tumble out of your brain like puzzle pieces or poker chips as the case may be that don't often match but I don't mind and I just hope my parents don't realize I'm outside in your car and not in bed where I should probably be.

And then constant stupid passwords and ensnaring ensuing fights remind me that most likely statements recall other girls and I purse my lips and my eyes dart down right and I pray to think of other things.

and it's easy.

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