April 20, 2009

Initial Micro-Environmental Impact Assessment of the Greatest Bubble Ever Blown

I want to offer you warmth, Aulbach, but am fresh out.
Torn in half; would they, could they kill you off.

You can fight it just like fighting a wave.
First, you get a moon and then start resetting expectations.

I fell down the stairs. I fell up the stairs.
I’m not sure of the rules at this site, Aulbach.

Blind me gently with a chainsaw, Veronica.
Your eyes could cut through stone, Bear.

I couldn’t sleep, but still awoke to his flaming embrace.
The you always find it in the last place you look cliché.