I ask you to resist entropy. chewing gum and chain smoking. catching paranormal activities. we’re beating the traffic tonight. jazz makes new colors: How do you tell someone you think they’re pretty?
red green—closed eyelidded saxaphone solo—yellow green red—honking horns. 
smells of latenight/earlymorning pizza. stomp home on puddles. busses drive by soaking. my umbrella broke years ago in heavy winds on a night I forgot the english language. yours breaks trying to fit two in the space of one. 


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