" the weight of a simple human emotion and the lure deep fried poultry commands when in motion, combined with the inexplicable notion that it is only, under all the infinite stars in all of your varying sky's, everything in the diner that hits your eyes, over a thousand calories, yours to ingest, i want to be there to provide it all to you, watch the heave of your chest before you fall. stand by your side when the meal, once miles tall, disappears in the blink of a cats eye trick. most vitally, to offer a comforting palm when you cannot resist the over powering urge to sick. " -a.d.m.
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PoetryJust an odd collection of the varying things that cross my mind. Lots of them were just stuck in my brian, so I felt the urge to type 'em out. enjoy :-)
