tact

Moses taught us to drown the enemy out. Like moles in the spring. We never knew how bold we could be. When the summer sun set the drummer done sweat! Does the moon come every night? I thought about getting a tattoo of a row of parking spots. They'd be vacant, and the heart of em would be stained with oil and gum and everything else you associate with a parking spot. But then I thought wow how symbolic, right? It's almost nauseating how dissimilar we were. It's almost nauseating that you wore that visor to your aunt's 15th sobriety party. I remember you played with the swimming pool butterflies.