Friday, January 7, 2011

6.6

the vanilla sky was ripe &i thought this was all too beautiful to last. i thought of newly named threats that were lingering all along supervolcano earthquake tsunami hurricane extranvaganza. I thought wow the clouds were darkish and purple with pink underbellies &a tiny fire was burning on a porch haphazard like. i thought what they could mean as they said "looks like a storm's a'brewin'." i thought it was fitting to write the letters a little differently at the end of a line or word; whatever you like.