last glass...dusty buckets...parched e-lips...sponge...drip...drop

2003-03-12 - 2:49 a.m.: moth juice

dear universe,

i am sorry for breaking your rules.

it seemed like a good idea at the time.

please forgive me.

and let me sleep.

for another three hours at least, if possible.

thank you.

sincerely,

me

inward...outward