Saturday, April 25, 2009

an itch feels like it can't wait but yes,an itch can wait











the time my brother mowed a crop circle in the front lawn,

the time my father told my brother to put earwax on a coldsore

like your cheek against an old stone, the satisfaction and coldness of that. you are doing nothing for the rock, it doesn't care.

a gentle slope downwards,

a warm red place to put up your knees,

2 comments:

cameras are ok said...

i miss you too emily hopefully talk soon/see you over summer.
also sweet ice cream cone.

Anonymous said...

that ice cream is just redonkulous