...poking A Lump Of Red

I Want Her To Melt Into Me, Like Butter On Toast. I Want To Absorb Her And Walk Around For The Rest Of My Days With Her Encased In My Skin. I Want.

Although, Pretending Not To Notice Is Almost Worse Than Noticing.

It's Just A Crazy Damned Life, That's All.

Why The Hell Shouldn't I Run Away With The Circus?

Then I Lie Down On The Horse Blanket And Drift Into A Dream About Marlena That Will Probably Cost Me My Soul.