Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Oh stumpy you are so beautiful, like a sentence fragment or threadbare undies. You are cut into and unfinished with gnarling stringy bottoms. The day before this passed thankfully albeit overly slowly. Today is for coin collection and eating of vegetable diet, for the diet has been starch and meats for too many hours in a row. (Ouch, right?) Not even seeds have been consumed, not even dirts. The inside is as rough and tumble as the outside, there are porpoises jumping and crashing keeping the tumults awake. Malformed thoughts are the starch of yesterday. Giggling is the vegetable fit of today.
Good day, peepers.