i should walk the mountains home

Jan 21, 2007 11:25

are we doing sushi tonight?
when can we cut our scales loose our face?

a tuckered little optical nerve 'members all this and i tried so hard not to. i said think of the three dimensions your words get for this after-evening shower. i know. you figured it quick. i know you know. so why keep on? why rub my dirty face to the floor? i'm going to cut major hardboard, probably, with it later anyway.

fancy pant suits never could have taught me for this. the citys worth of rules that she couldn't cover; the ones i knew and didn't learn are always up for being tossed. its the face and the calm and posture of my limbs.

dear mummy. i fell out a leg too short. (stick figure magnified self portait boy) with the goods on how little there is to know about a hundred person meal can't take the taste anymore. he won't. its a panther out there tree sleepy feet. all's i did was singe my hair off.

can we not talk about this right now?
can i keep a fin for myself?
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