Wednesday, January 09, 2008

i don't mind the sun sometimes
the images it shows
i can taste you on my lips
and smell you in my clothes
cinnamon and sugary
and softly spoken lies
you never know just how you look
through other people's eyes

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Playlist of songs from my childhood

Melanie- Brand New Key
Walter Egan- Magnet and Steel
Tommy james and the Shondells-Crimson and Clover and Crystal Blue Persuasion
The Cyrkle- Red Rubber Ball
Lou Christie- Lightning Strikes
Statler Brothers- Counting Flowers on the Wall
Blues Image- Ride Captain Ride
Chris Rea- Fool if you think it's over
George Parliament- Aw we rock da funk, gotta have da funk
Social Distortion- Ball and Chain
Gene Pitney- Man who Shot Liberty Valance
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Calway alley wasn't really an alley. It was actually just a dead-end dirt road that led out to a field. But Rochester didn't really care, he was just out lookin for something to hunt and eat that night. Rochester, mind you, is a cat, who didn't really give a second thought to the dead body lying amongst the weeds, he just knew it was decaying and that live mice would be better on his stomach.


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Robert Anton Wilson, je t'aime.

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