i like to hear how the cloud finally made it out of that roomkineticsymphonyFebruary 28 2005, 06:40:18 UTC
the pumpkin burned with passion that fine day at my grandmother's house. when she came in i was whispering to it softly.
the books made our shadows touch. i had hallucinations last night in the darkness. and invisible eyelids. opening and closing were irreversible. like exits and entrances.
fell asleep like a fish, open water in hand mind you learning to fly but what's the point in breathing if somebody already tells you the difference between an apple and a bicycle? If I ride an apple and bite a bicycle, then I'll know the difference. and i'm happy
mind DOES have a mind of its own. my mind is buzzing and my mouth is hurting, but i know it will end and we will be drinking (starbucks) and driving soon. i will miss this piece of ocean when i am gone, too.
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the books made our shadows touch. i had hallucinations last night in the darkness. and invisible eyelids. opening and closing were irreversible. like exits and entrances.
fell asleep like a fish, open water in hand mind you
learning to fly but
what's the point in breathing if somebody already tells you the difference between an apple and a bicycle? If I ride an apple and bite a bicycle, then I'll know the difference. and i'm happy
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those evenings you speak of...well put. wordness
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