the wandering

All the things you said
I hope you know I let them
roam around free in my head

take notes

a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste, so write it down...

the waiting

A needle drops on an anachronistic record
She always did love her antiquated affectations
Sepia filters, old cigarette tins...

We're bored.

Like watching water boil
Which I never really minded.
Water always boils, summer always ends.