Midnight was like some sort of shit we had on our minds after watching gremlins
Like we would eat everything we heard, consume the night and turn into cartoon visuals… fuck we fell in love. After midnight I became a monster, but my own. My own little moster that started falling apart at the seems, reaching into the darkness… into the past… then you think about all the good things you got blowing up in your face…
Improvised explosive devices
Her legs, my arms stupid and tangled in history could be wrapped around this explosions.
Watch me now, film this America, a man falling in love, don’t , make me insignificant because I got to legs. I got a story tell that smells just as well.