words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
A Recent Conversation
Bro: It's been 10 years. Soj: you and me? Bro: Duh. Soj: wow Bro: Yep. Bro: And you stuck around. Bro: You psycho.