Sunday, June 12, 2011


the night's a sequential imaginary
beer can filled left to right chorus and
the rain's pit-pat-sheeeeeerrrrvvvv
chaaaachaaaaeeerrvvvv tiiiiiisssssss 
fillin' up the street vinyl gazebo it
won't stop falling and we're stuck
like first thing I thought of's gone
raspberry sun and morning milkshake clouds

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