this sunday is all about snippets
051511: very embarrassing how after 27 years, i finally read it., a photo by theminordetail on Flickr.
She likes chocolate in the morning. She drinks her coffee late at night.
She had something that nobody else in the world has, as far as she knew.
I hope to God I'm talkin' metaphorically
Hope that I'm talkin' allegorically
Know that I'm talkin' about the way I feel.
As if everything that exists,
aromas, lights, metals,
were little boats that sail towards those isles of yours that wait for me
Do you even know how dense that was? I still haven't peeled it all away.
He was a story, at least. Even if he never became anything else.
but alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.