after roaming for two weeks my body is left restless, just like the letters scripted across his knuckles. get me out of H E R E. oh wait, the exclamation key doesn't work. my other half is two hundred miles from my heart. can we rekindle and drift again? we'll get some coffee and breakfast at fido, swim under the blistering texan sun, spend dinnertime with tula and sean after stopping at dino world/olde general store, and end the night at the moontower? if we close our eyes tight enough and think about it hard enough maybe we can gallivant away from the sunless, gray city and into our dreams holding hands. i'll meet ya there, and when we get home i'll have dinner ready and the blender waiting to make some daquiries.
she says, "we were all once tumble weeds knotted inside our own bodies rolling, if not in circles, across a seeming infinity..."
JUST WATCH IT. W...A...R...M...
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