Monday, July 12, 2010

welcome to my office/ starbucks

“But instead I got the phone call/ Just thought I’d call to let you know I want to be alone all night again.”

Broken hearted. Disconnection notice. The phone call that the company could not complete, “we are sorry, but the number you have dialed has been disconnected.”
Sorry, sure. Sat nam, I am truth.
KPower
Okay, mom, Charlotte, the cat pee in the front hallway smells bad.
Carley coma
Children of Mental Awareness, the smell of cocaine
“By your leave, sugar.” Sica out.
(rye your leave, sugar)
Maybe tomorrow? There is no "by your leave" to carry a trigonometry book into a maze populated by an "illiterate," ridiculous, untrustable minotaur. Are we talking about a text here?

I love you guys.