alone in a crowded hallway
standing shoulder to shoulder zig zaggin threw door ways
spill way on the floor
glorifing the poor old soul who dropped his change on the floor
i whispered "can i pick it up?"
I stood at the firing line...bored...lol.
its ok,it really is
I want my grassroots princess and enough farm to land
there no real way to describe my patriotisim,this sickning feeling
my computer goes blue screen
relif is not a recent feeling..
mouth full of milk.