some big mess

time came

and passed,

and i felt exhausted.

i went to parks,

department stores,

scratched around for a hopeful minute.

the magic is gone

the magic is gone

but this is amazing customer service.

you’re different in the heat of the summer.

i’m still not that good,

so let’s make some big mess

and move on.

up in the hills

the afternoon came-

all of a sudden we were mad,

breathing hard

speaking soft,

scraping at the sand.

loosen up,

a blue thing in the room

can make your chaos count.