Boy Laughs And Computer Burns

Monday, September 23, 2002


SEPTEMBER 1995
We just want to talk to you, Amanda. Blood once ran red over your blue metal. It takes a sexually excited man to make a chick sensual. Is this seat taken? Promise me I can have your face when you die. This is the best dental experience of my whole life. A chap who’s got an unidentified brick. The only breast I’ve ever touched is my own. I call and call but your name is lost. I think you’re so incredibly beautiful. There is no right or wrong way to kiss, everyone’s kiss is different. I found myself thinking about her more and more and wondering what it would be like to kiss her. You start warm, you stay warm. He’s chewing a squirrel! Amanda is someone who lives entirely in a dream world. The first kiss went better than you could have hoped. I miss your lips. Her breasts balloon: the sky opens inside them. Each nose is gonna look like two little dots. And one really bad kiss...and one amazing one. Must’ve been a gorgeous pram. Monday, never Friday, is the day to send flowers. Don’t kiss anyone unless you want to. And it’s all because of her long red hair. Courting is a pleasure between my love and I. I will wait here, dream of you. The turkey means nothing to me. We’ve been blowing kisses to strangers in the street. I want you to know I’ll always love you. I want you to touch me, I want you.


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