defining the sound of normal
what in the hell is a matter with me. i should be working around the house. i have tons to do but i am in the garage smoking a cigar and looking out at the clouds. i am sitting on the rear fender of my vintage 1973 volkswagen super beetle. it is rusted a bit but runs like new with a 2002 brazilian short block i got my hands on. in the sky today there are two levels of clouds. the higher ones are just barely moving and the lower level is going along at fifteen to twenty miles an hours. i can tell that it is going to rain and the wind past the garage has now picked up to match the lower level clouds. as i am about to close the garage door i turn and have an epiphany and it wears a certain smile.
the awkward cadence
of the crippled child
Most likely will never be published!