the way the rain dances across windows and catches the light, as if their own little worlds are waking up too breakfast, an appetite for life. they've caught me watching, the sun comes in for the kill. sucking them up through an invisible straw, the sun is surrounded by satisfaction, a halo of clouds.
Monday, March 22, 2010
cloudy
the way the rain dances across windows and catches the light, as if their own little worlds are waking up too breakfast, an appetite for life. they've caught me watching, the sun comes in for the kill. sucking them up through an invisible straw, the sun is surrounded by satisfaction, a halo of clouds.
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