isnt_anything_everything_is skinny when the drunk got lost outside of his city in the suburbs scared the neighbors "noone's gettin off this boat alive!" their store-bought antiques disentigrate into nothing vintage incarnate through things we used to love when the buisnesser drives through the foriegn street market turns the radio dial deep into static the ideas kids get. isnt anything (everything is) i never realised the days were measured with sun and moon cough syrup and dramamine your sister's nail polish has another use more months more rocks through windows, foreign foliage short vacations some stay happy through it all thoughts like this keep me thinking atleast until there's something else. 050223 what's it to you? who go blather from