02-26-04 - 1:11 am
i turn 19 monday.
saw passion. lines were long. girls cried. i don't need to spill over random adjectives to attempt to describe it, so ill simply prescribe that you see it and develop your own opinion.
walked through water with
gills made of glass. slow
like space, lost. inexpedient.
so fast. euphoric transcending
of the place in her head to
the smile on my face. forever,