schecki, etc.

The Messiah was holding the little girl's pet bunny, hugging it to his cheek with the big back feet swinging free. He was gloriously drunk. "Know what?" Josh said. "I love bunnies. They toil not, neither do they bark. Henceforth and from now on, I decree that whenever something bad happens to me, there shall be bunnies around. So it shall be written. Go ahead Biff, write it down." --Lamb, Christopher Moore

Thursday, February 16, 2006

couldn't put her back together again

i am teetering
on the edge
of an explosion of emotion.

but whether it's tears or laughter, i can't tell.

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