Tuesday, February 2, 2010

cmon come on

ways to say things in the indefinite clarity of the light of the stars and the deep azure blueness of the sky. one way to see things at sea level. the crab nebula dances in your nether regions. Never say this again. it's disgusting, uncouth, and very much unlike you. Neverending story and we rewrite the chapters over and over. let's pitch let's roll, until you try how will you ever really now. A long time ago we sent our messages over the world wide postal service. We'd lick and stamp, put it on an envelope, and then put it in a blue metal container. Heavy metal, heavy water, heavy D and the boys. We wrapped oh so tightly. one question with the on to the next one question. what is it. I fill up the space like a liquid. I expand to the space like gas. An inert gas instead of that offensive one we call breaking the wind. breaking the waves, a pretty disturbing movie. Kind of too real to life. reel to reel you and I. We can battle like break dancers and keep up the bad behavior. We can put our lives neatly away in metal containers. We can discover the emotional tombs of others and the cobwebs that expose them. Let's find that buried treasure.

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