Sunday, July 5, 2009


I made a mistake.
Shame followed.
Like a looming cloud.
Like a big, dark, gloomy, looming cloud.
Like a big, dark, gloomy, looming, cumulonimbus, ominous cloud.
Of shame.
I'm praying for rain.


  1. This reminds me a little of something Charles Bukowski would write.

    i like it.

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