and at this moment
A squeaky train horn, obviously with a slight hole in it letting a hairline thread of air out the way a thick glass vase dropped long ago lets a tiny trail of water slowly wet the floor barely enough to even notice, tries to convince of its superiority but sounds mostly shrill and dried up. And somewhere overhead a secret experimental satellite with a full tank of satellite fuel is spiralling out of control, set to crash who knows where.
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planet earth is blue
and there's nothing i can do
Posted by: r. | January 29, 2008 1:46 PM