Thursday, December 9, 2010

The Coffe Press

It's that usual delivery guy with an afro that never fails to arrive on time as the
hands of the clock stops at 5:30. Ah,the sun at his beautyfull best.
Watching Laura skate past the curb munching down that homemade teriyaki chicken burger
while listening to the Cure on her tape player, imagining it was her own being that they are singing about, before she could skid...Guy rams into her, Guy thought perhaps
the world is ending as the smell of daisy filling up his nose fast. The world is ending indeed,no more politics that made you feel helpless every time a motion is passed, he drifts thinking " It must have been the Japanese curry downtown." Then he heard a voice saying" Hello Mister, Please to meet ya," You are pretty slick that ( Some Candy Talking) didn't not skip on my tape player that had been temperamental...

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