Future

June 30, 2013

Thirdly incarnation, with a serenade (indiscretion).

Consider the window to its view.

Charming I thought to myself—

you've got a man across the street selling flowers in the middle of the night.

The ambulant perpetrator waives with a broken wrist.

I got about 6 bucks to my name.

I put the cash down for something real!

Let me get around—

I say hey girl come look over here.

Your sweater is on backwards and I think it's a bit cold tonight.

Don't get me wrong.

I just want to lay with you on the thin ice, and,

they'll make a movie about it.

Forever and always.

A feature film for the rest of my days.

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