12/5/2011

 

re-tar-d

 

I kept thinking of my legs, I was like, hey tiff look at these legs, they seem to be growing out of nowhere across Florida and into the sand into Washington and into the sheets across the floor to the Xbox kinect into the kitchen knives and out into the garage to the bowl of weed, the can of PBR and back to the fridge back to my computer into something that I have purpose autonomy and kisses that gently wraps around your forehead when you are sleeping -to let you know that I love you and me and all that we are doing