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Sunday, February 3rd, 2008
My cat falls asleep holding hands with me.
Play with some string, call it a day.

My cat falls asleep holding hands with me.
Play with some string, call it a day.

Sundays are fantastic. I met a dog and cat that are best friends(not pictured above). & peeped a new statue(pictured above).
Interstates on hips
Hotels hilting on hymens
Ice fields for the crude
UV for a spike in the melanin
Condensation glazing shotglasses
Roots fed to axes
Farmland for subdivisions
animal skin on shoulders, strapped around tendons
pigeons on dinner plates
poles and wires for the skies
pink milligrams for our children
forest for the mansions
the ones that stay barely lived in
syringe
in a snail shell