They’re drilling outside. Right outside and it’s starting to feel like it’s in my brainteeth. The man upstairs name is Mr Muse. He talks slowly and steadily and I grow weary and sleepy. I’d like to dip him in chocolate and throw him to the lesbians.
Se me arruga el corazon taking my daughter to school this morning. Dressed in black baggy clothes with her eyebrows penciled in like some 1940’s movie star. Other girls standing around in pairs looking so mean and clean. I want to dip them in something. Not chocolate and not the lesbians for them either.
Ok if the drilling doesn’t stop soon…..
Planting Along The Verge 