Tuesday, August 14, 2007
she was a driver.
these past just now everything has been a blur.
im ready to turn 27, and look back. im ready to grab my own hand and
im ready to cut more kiwi and oranges and bannnnanna
and sit on the sunshine porch with the morning sun shinning us in the face.
im ready to focus, im ready to cuss.
i hope i see you soon, outside, body and soul and some wine, i need
another cookout. i need those close people. what are we doing now.
there is so much sidewalk painting,
ill come around....., little dancing bull.