baleen on me  to: zoo you from: lil' pips, 2003here: yesterday afternoon/eve, after i talked on the fone with yourself, i felt my head go cementheavy (not your fault), and I was so, so close to crying. and i'm not at all sure why...i haven't been sad, just busy. maybe latent whatever that was nesting in my spine last week? i trucked over to ---- park (the one i'd wanted to show you) just to walk and think...and it was allofasudden dark out, india ink, a flatland deserted croquet field. while i made a fast stop in the cold ladies room, a woman ran in and started banging on my stall door...i said 'hey-lo?' all whispery, all scared, and she said, "have you seen april and mark?!" her kids had gone missing. we looked, shouted, for about 20 minutes, and then the little fucks popped out of the tube slide, laughing. poor mom. i took off but could hear her thin, breathless shouts at them with that tone that's 1/2 "you are dead-grounded" and 1/2 "i love you. don't ever, ever do that again."
fell on 2006-12-02 at 7:36 p.m. |
hunting hi/lo neu!
Grishko & Co. - 2022-12-23
boombasticat |