2002-05-10 - 5:51 p.m.
there are three things that are in my mind right now: ponies, windowboxes and garages and all of them have at one time or another haunted the mind of all statues that come out of the darkness at noon and dance the meringue at the local feedstore during the summer festival of the dog who twirls his batons upon the treetops of your carelessness and self serving nature that you pretend is benefiting both of us in the rainforest when it is only truly benefiting sordid cameras and dark rooms of drooling excess and hedonistic rivers and how could you not expect me to be angry at you when all i can ever be now is angry at you?
