Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The goose


We smoked cigarettes and walked through the park but she wouldn't hold my hand because it wasn't true love in her mind only the love that makes people think the world is perfect and she knew the world wasn't perfect so she said our love wasn't perfect even though it felt that way. We came across a goose in a bush on a nest of eggs and she hissed at us loud and angry and her head went up down up down up down and she wanted to chase us but she didn't want to leave the nest alone because no one likes to be alone. Not even geese.

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