TigerLily
she stumbled up the stairs as he cooked a chicken in the microwave. the birds sang outside as the little hummingbird sat and watched the flowers grow out of the ground into the sun. the sun was just shining down as he wished and bethany wondered why the sun was male.
he sat in his room and stared out of the window, wondering why what where who and all the other ones he remembered to forget. i wiped flour on my nose as i finished baking the cookies in the sun. i watched the butterflies flying around the chocolate and i wondered if they became all spastic if they had too much chocolate, or if they were like dogs and were allergic to the chocolate. i feel sorry for dogs, because they can't eat chocolate.
the wind blew around, mindlessly listening to my thoughts, and the thoughts of others. sometimes, the thoughts got all confused-like and it was like getting a country station and hard rock station in one twist of the dial, and it was really confusing, but the wind didn't much mind...in fact, it was kind of fun....
august 01, '98
i sat in the rain. it poured on me. i went towards the telephone, but there was someone on it and he gave me a really mean look so i backed away and sat back down on the curb. all i could hear was the rain. on the tin roof, it went plink plink plink. in the road, it splashed and then sprinkled down in minuscle raindrops.
it was really pretty and made up for the man who gave me a mean look.
august 18, '98
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