Highway War Sings Silent Poetry

Jul 27, 2007 15:31

And so it was that the gully washer came with due warning. Falling off old tin roofs, the rain cut white lines through the sky. Around a red, rusted water tower, the staccato chalk marks swirled through the tower's red, rusted appendages, each wrapped delicately with lazy kudzu. No longer squinting from the noon sun, I breathed deeply - it smelled ( Read more... )

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kels_ho July 27 2007, 20:34:47 UTC
How did you hear about Arrah and the Ferns?

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firework_kid July 27 2007, 20:55:42 UTC
My friend Jonathan. You know em?

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klopklop July 31 2007, 07:05:39 UTC
man we need some rain here. we got the thunder and lightning a few days ago but no fucking rain. off topic but i downloaded new sunset rubdown tonight and feel guilty for not waiting.

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