later. - 2004-08-05
everything.
delirously tired and reverting back.
another one-hundred and fifty miles to go and getting later. today insanity was liking and lurking. you and yours were feeling it. " it made anger bleed from a good lima bean ". almost cosmic in it's wake. for a lovers sake. i chose the a living today. it was mostly silent and wearing a perfect disguise. i consumered it and made it my own and asked it to play a game of make it take it. a profession of a confession. our little secret.
