a new really old story

May 13, 2011 § Leave a comment

wrote it a thousand years ago, it’s been on my mind, well telling the stories, each of us our own, has been on my mind, and the why we do, or don’t and the who or what we are protecting or saving…my mother always said there never really is ‘the right time’ and more&more I understand what she meant…anyway it’s dawning on me there’s no ally ally in free, paths cross we meet people we never expected to again, and fact is they already know the story, don’t they…

The New Blue Truck

He came down to show them his new truck. His brand new metallic blue pickup truck. Of course in manner of toast they went for a right now ride into the night. Drinking lots of cold beer and being very careful not to spill any on his new blue Naugahyde seats.
All in their spots. She was flanked on either side.

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