It's late. Molly's sleeping. I should be too. I never realized how many different kind of bugs are on her porch. in five minutes i saw, five slugs, two bumble bees (at 3:00 A.M.), ants, moths, a june bug, a spider, a strange green bug that i don't know the name of, and a ton of gnats and mosquitos.  the backspace key is broken and it is gay. we had ( Read more... )

Of Sinking Ships

one more time for the sleepless and weary
one last time for the tired and dreary
a girl in the mirror that was missing before
a galaxy girl with her heart on the floor

and the worlds never known such a beauty as her
eyes made of glass, and her head in a blur
if she closes them tightly and every thing's still
a song will arise full of ( Read more... )

Is that girl or a gun?
Unfortunately you may never know...


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