Monday, February 2, 2009


and then I was walking down the street in a lucid stupor, everything was beautiful like the way a daydream is. The air was perfect, it blew right through the lungs inside my body. My heart beat with the whole beat of the whole city. The legs walked in the same timing. It was like music. The soundtrack that no one hears. I come across a big trunk in the middle of the city and its buried in the ground a little, half exposed so I shovel the rest of the remaining parts of the under exposed trunk, there's no lock on it so I open it and inside is 1,136,000 dollars all freshly and neatly packed like someone had left it there for someone to find.