This is just poetry. It won't save you, but it may locate you so that a rescue party can be sent out. — Dean Blehert

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Time for Breakslow?

Nights I'm fast
mornings slow

[Note: Reminds me of a recent joke of mine, defining languorous sex as "a slow poke."]

Dean Blehert
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