"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Jumping Over The Moon.

There's a pounding heat
in my head.
Makes me want to
jump up and over
the moon,
just like that cow
that acheived it
in a fairytale.

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Taadaa! I know, writing has been skimpy and all together unsatisfying. Well go eat some Sherret Fit. I mean Ferret Shit. :)

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