isn't this what you were looking for?

my exact thoughts at that moment

the asphalt was like a river.
bear with me: in the heat and on its sides
a large amount of tar had been pushed to the sidewalks
forming something like river banks.

there were several children
and they were all spoiled
in ways that reminded you of milk
and when you thought about them
you wanted to use the expression
"high time"
to the fullest extent allowed by law.

down the street was where we buried everything
or where everything was buried.


joli said...

i like the last two lines more than anything else.

and why am i not in your links huh? blog envy? thought so.

Rose said...

got your message, yo. will contact you soon. like how i contacted you via blog? strange, yeah?

joli said...


Len said...

ah summer

joli said...


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