Thursday, July 26, 2007

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It’s hot, it’s sunny, it’s humid, it’s summer. Seriously.

It’s sweating, softening, sweltering and scolding away my heart. I’m too busy dissolving to care.

I can no longer struggle, I’m speaking in tongues, I’ve bought shorts.

My defenses are shatterred, my chest slashed aghast. Pass it some ice.




Or simply more of this. Oh, be still my speeding heart!...

4 comments:

Steph said...

It's hot where you are? I've forgotten what that feels like *sigh* roll on Summer!!!

rappaz said...

aaaaaah what happened
everything changed

are you not woman? you are devo?

Rosanna said...

Hot? What is that? I've had three winters in a row!

vapidly vibrant said...

Steph & Rosanna, i'll take your 'winters' (baahahahahaha!) for 36C with humidity anyday!

Rappaz, yes, i am devolutionizing it somewhat. Before the creams sits out too long, yeah? Must whip it now, whip it into shape, shape it good, get straight, go forward, move ahead and whip it good, yeah?