livehere/livenow

the same thick blood stutters and starts hot in our veins, hey, you and me. soon summer will come and cook our brains, summer will steam off our skin like hot asphalt. i feel the sun pinching at your insides already. i will cut my heart into rails to ride or snort, anything to get us out of here.

THE SUN IS COMING, trees are growing back their leaves and we will write a manifesto or something, gee, who knows, lay down speed-saturated tracks and make everyone listen, needle ink into our arms. sew up a book. crazed and crazed. i feel crazed. i want to peel my skin off, rip my skin off, slip my skin off and emerge a fresh new thing, unsullied by the dull winter and without a head full of smoke. come quicker, hazy summer, heyday summer, mayday haywire sun-dire undercover summer. swim-sweet, street-sweat summer, nibbling whispers into our ears, oh yes, oh yes.

rambling open roads and infinite possibilities

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