it happened this morning. at peninsula park. and at the very same time as i was listening to "stadium love." no kidding. no set up. the crow was after it. that squirrel ended up a corpse by afternoon. no doubt. that's not why i had that napkin on the desk, but it still served for cleaning up the drippings of the chicken soup. "wanna make a trade, cougar for a snake, wanna fall in love. ¶ wanna make a deal, angel vs. eel, owl vs. dove."
those dead squirrels. let's hope that their increasingly ubiquitous bike lane corpses will be, on the reverse side of the calendar, a harbinger of sunshine and clear, the succession of a cycle at the beginning of which their appearance last fall marked the onset of a long, long, grey and rainy winter. "no one's getting out."
"every little thing, pushed into the ring, fight it out to wow the crowd... ¶ guess you thought you could just watch. no one's getting out without stadium love."
girlfriend out of town - m4m - (pdx)
Date: 2011-06-02, 10:24PM PDT
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hi. girlfriend gone to visit family for the week. looking. hit me up.
"no one's getting out."
crow was fucking up that squirrel.
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