Dedicate

A Pipe To No Where

The place I have just been was like an episode of A Round The Twist. Full of crazy old men who are far too use to being by themselves and have obsessions with jams. The towns largest attraction is a big fuck off whole in the earth, that I am surprised didn't swallow me whole. The food is generous though, which I can appreciate. Sand animation was probably the most satisfying visual art i have ever done. Panning for gold in a mud pool, not fun. The creepy old children's doctors surgery I was staying in was particular interesting, the green blinking toilet light added to the charm. The biggest success of the town is the pipe that pump's water about 700kms. The man who engineered it killed himself because he believed he had failed due to water not reaching the town. Two weeks later it made it their. He gave his horse his teeth before shooting himself, bleak but lovely. The best moment of my whole trip was hearing this,
Lynnly:"Before the pipe they use to bring all the water here by camel."
Rose: "I don't know if I would want to drink water from a camel."

I have brushed my teeth four times today. I brushed them three times yesterday. After every four hours it tastes like i have eaten a dead chicken. gugh.

"My one regret in life is I will never be able to own a dog."

slap me in the face so my life actually becomes interesting

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away

Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no

One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough

And you, you knew the hands of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no

tight ass

oh wow wang

Alas poor heart, that kiss is comfortless,
As though frozen water to the starved snake.