Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Citrus Interior

Make me up a bed of roses
And hang them down from the vine
Of all my loves you’ve been the closest
That’s ever been on my mind.
— Bob Dylan, Coming From The Heart

15:04 <jayeola> gah! my freaking cat gets stuck in the cat flap :?

But, sooner or later, one of us must know
You just did what you’re supposed to do
Sooner or later, one of us must know
That I really did try to get close to you
— Bob Dylan, One Of Us Must Know