a snow of butterflies : texticity

by Tomorrow's Man

January 12, 2004

She said:

"You have a craving and a need for the absurd that is not being satisfied -- and that is a tragedy."

And oh my god, I just kept laughing and laughing, oh your god, I laughed right through the happy tears raining like children dancing through spouting July fire hydrants torn open to cool the tensions of a melting sun trying to craze a city of millions, I just kept laughing and laughing and a hug of mine leaped through the cellular line, up to the satellite and around her shoulders for the perfect truth she's sold me for free.

Thanks, Shoe.

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