Monday, February 17, 2014

alerting the neighbours

So a blanket smothered the two of us, sending us cascading into the depths. Guilty as charged on a number of counts, all we could do was commit.

Is it a coincidence that commit and community have the same first four letters? Reaching out to the ceiling is the best solution as it means that wrist watches will descend less periscopically, unlike the wrench that was used to tighten the lividness. Perpetual change, or lack thereof, is the song.

1 comment:

Zhoen said...

Not to mention comedy.

I have a blanket like that.