No room for anger.

Apr 13, 2007 14:27

She chirps as I approach in answer to the plastic pendant in my hand. Deep, rich red. Demure. There's hardly an inch between the bottom of her skirt and the black bitumen beneath. I could turn her over now, but I don't. I'd rather take my time. And she growls so nicely when I'm inside ( Read more... )

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Okay? minebrowneyes April 13 2007, 20:29:24 UTC
What caverns of your mind opened and produced that work of literary art?

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Re: Okay? arunthol April 13 2007, 20:33:15 UTC
The movie Cars, if you can believe it. Or more the soundtrack. I got it for Ricky last weekend and the very first song (the Cheryl Crow song that opens the movie itself) just makes me want to be in something powerful, well-built and red, and drive very fast.

I've been wanting to write something about a fast, red car since I got the music. I've got nothing else to do here today but sit. I figured I may as well.

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Re: Okay? minebrowneyes April 13 2007, 20:34:44 UTC
Well don't stop now....keep driving....

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Re: Okay? arunthol April 13 2007, 20:41:47 UTC
I may. I kind of lost the track of it there. There wasn't much to it to begin with. But it's due to be a long weekend, so maybe I'll find my way back to it somewhere along the way.

Did you like it?

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