I really like girls and boxes with no sides... I really like guys that can fly because they must know something cool that I don't... I really like mountains that don't move because they could get in my way if they did.... I REALLY like clouds that don't stain when it rains because I always leave my umbrella when it does.... I really like books that don't read so slow because my eyes get bored after a while of not trying.... I really like trains and robbers, but not together, because the robbers could get hurt if they fall off the train...I really like trying to write in front of a mirror, because I'd like to know what the hell I'm actually doing when I do something else... I really like to describe the words in my head, but sometimes all I'm left with is................................
 
      I also really like glass that isn't so clean, it hurts my head when I try to look out of an "open" window...I really like cars that can go fast AND stay quiet, because then they'd be happy and so would I...I really like jokes that make sense because I wouldn't have to say "huh"....I really like paper that doesn't stay white, because then all this would be for naught...I really like noise that sounds really good, because I like rock and that's basically all it is...

     Then there's chairs that don't sneeze when you sit on them because then no one would go into the living room... doors that don't talk back because all you really want them to do is just open and close....bears that don't dance because the ones that do are really freaky....trees that say hi because sometimes people are rude...grass that don't fuss, because really, we walk all over them...  ideas that don't disappear, because dammit, I'm brilliant at night....boats that float on hope, because who really believes that wood floats on water...  and I really like dots that extend these lines, because sometimes stories don't, shouldn't ..... die.

                        By Don Bernal