Bring it all back to me, why don't you? The colours, the excitement, the bee-wing bits of joy. Even if you cannot. Try a little, why don't you? Where have all the people gone, the little mad men and women I knew? Who turned them sane? What made them stop thinking? Forget dreaming? Why is it all slipping away? How did it get so hard to imagine?
Why are their air bubbles in my pink and blue liquid timer?
1 comment:
a belooon wala????...a wala with lots of rubbery beloons...!!!!.....
round blown-up beloons..oh!! *balloons* which freak us out if we dont burst them????...!!!
The little mad men and women are on the 27th street....drunk!!
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