This is all a work of fiction.

Life is a fiction.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Fuck off, November.

I am ready for December

and the sun
and sand
and warmth
and sunburns
and bathing suits
and palm trees
and driving in cars
and air conditioning
and fast food
and smog
and dreaming

not buses
not snow
not walking
not cocoa
not working
not coats
not scarves
not scratching
not chicken
not pie
not heaters
not worrying

Be gone.


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