Thursday, August 1, 2013

CROSSTALK





My garden's full of green vegetation
And underneath the greenfly I think something's
Growing there.
You were
born on another planet
In the words of the
book (I think you've read it)
I
want some.
Well every time I try to call you on the telephone
I'm full of sadness when I know that you're not there
Another star appears
high in the heavens
And I JUST DON'T CARE.






Pretty Things: I'm Calling (Link)


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