[Osquer 42]
My stream of conciousness was suddenly dammed by the most unwelcome sound I could think of. The telephone, however had no consideration for the babbling journey of my muse. She fetched up against the ringtone like a boat against a rock and shattered, scattered to the swirling interruption that eddied my thoughts.
November 9, 2006 06:49 PM
My stream of conciousness was suddenly dammed by the most unwelcome sound I could think of. The telephone, however had no consideration for the babbling journey of my muse. She fetched up against the ringtone like a boat against a rock and shattered, scattered to the swirling interruption that eddied my thoughts.
November 9, 2006 06:49 PM
1 comment:
Amen, Lefty!
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