Fireworks exploding in the dark black sky.
The white porcelain naked half man half unicorn watches.
Globes spinning madly around,
Black and white horses with glasses dance over the cow rug.
The Strokes playing in the background,
As the pretty little ballerina jumps over the out of tune piano keys.
Stay as long as you like,
For the scary metallic vases that tower to the ceiling are not as intimidating as they appear.
And the flames of the fire are faking it.
Monday, September 5, 2011
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