: remember this morning through sake: it’s Friday, this ringtone is ringing. A new tie of woven black and blue UniQlo fabric. The simplistic difficulty of elementary grammar. Buzz of celebration Yuki Matsuri but the temperature is in the very low Celsius. Drawing pictures, writing capital letters on recycled newspaper. Follow the cravings of the body, all of which includes fried foods. 7-11 and the long purchase towards a plane ticket to Tokyo for March. March along iPod-less, the August loud speaker commercials have yet to change. Our town is selling airwaves. Cobble together a February poem, read it aloud to an iTunes soundtrack. No douchebag Bluetooth sinners here. Now the skeleton is cartilage and the mind evolves from crawl to jog while the New Pornographers ring, ring, ring the sh*t out of this new year. One glass of sake and the world is your enemy, your oyster.
Friday, February 6, 2009
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