Dearest Summer:

Please get here already.
The cooler is packed,
The limbs of my clothing have been removed,
I threw away my socks,
Your music is playing,
Smokey Joe is itching,
and Cody got a haircut.

Shall we?

nevermind.

is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding clock?

"when the music died, two ends of time had been neatly tied."


Posted By : Cody.

p.s: this cosmic sadness is just here to remind you that without love, breathing is just the ticking of..."