colours (lxiv)
but this ought to quell our worries and
aches this morning (kindly hear me out with an open mind...):
bubble
butts. i know you seem to
love one in particular, or so you call it. although,
i’m wondering what one becomes when it retires. (cheeky, eh?)
not that this one is (these ones are?) that old. but don’t you reckon that
grandpa
bubbles deflate or burst at some point? don’t
read too much into this
old man’s apocalyptic mind. it’s already
overworked and underpaid, as they say. i
know, i know, these are dark thoughts. but i just wonder.