they saw you slip
off into oblivion at Olivia’s party, and now they
want to know, how’s infinity? the philosophy
majors say you won’t shut up about it. that is how
the word has spread, through the annoying inner
rings of the college campus, parallel, nesting
within one another, sharing
information. what else?
it is college. imbibe,
and share the void
with us.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...