Saturday, December 12, 2009



you hardwire, i’ll try to play the guitar
stay smoothly stoned and postpone the morning
though we both see it coming, we don’t run
let the siiiilence settle in our bones


you are everything, you are nothing at all

you are everything, you are nothing at all




ps. frosty got me small fries in a blue jazzdress
pps. frostieses GOT REAL HIGH.

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