06-19-2010, 09:39 AM
There's one janitor at my school - two actually - that I talked to frequently. Big Tim and Tink. Tink was an absolute darling, she was awesome. Tim was, obviously, big. He didn't attempt to be modern; he WAS modern.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...