Tuesday, August 18, 2009

coffee

I'd like a vowel please. I'd also like to put my head down on this desk and fall asleep. Lucky for me, I have Electrelane 'Birds' to keep my ear-to-brain connection strong and sweet (like my coffee).

There was once a perfect day, a day without issues or pain. A day like no other, no other day.

She shifted gears and thrusted forward into the sunset, smoke from her insense burning in the ashtray.

A cup half empty. A sun half full. A rise on the horizon, a stream of reds and oranges.

Her jeans hugging her small thighs.

Her tank top flittering in the breeze.

Her short black hair blowing back.

Her sunglasses doing their job.

Love you.

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