Monday, May 23, 2005

...blue like Paul Newman's eyes...

It's so close I could choke on the proximity. You write such pretty lines, and I'm such a nerd for you. Metaphors to actors long past, the ones that made a generation melt, I can draw the connections.

You are the last thought of my Monday night.

Please please please please please... two hundred pleas, wishes at every wishing moment. 4:44 p.m, and later tonight 11:11. Open invitation, bells. Bells!