25 October 2012
one day,
riding the waves of the street,
I met a young boy.
I'm not sure If he was human.
he was a little funky.
his hair was huge,
but his bandana held it down.
night after night his brain blew up in smoke.
man, his mind was like a planet,
different from everything I knew.
I told him I did love his shirt.
he told me
"grab the ground
hold it tight,
don't let it go.
girl,
your about to go for a ride."
I knew right then,
I loved him so.
Phycho Stoner Chihuahua • Opuss № I