Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Smoking Basic Lights in bed. Reminds me of something. Philadelphia, restless. Old leaves collecting on the ground infront of old statues or fences. Laying with a body who covered up all the holes in his wall with posters. The woman of the house showed me when he was at work. She offered me a Jello shot. I took one. It was Red.

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