Spacey and wasted and all this just keeps going.
I went away and have returned.
I got to shake the hand of high-level nerd.
Said Hi the friends and blood.
Maybe had a bit too much fun.
But I survived and like I said,
A Rex might stick around for some really great head.
Really.
Sleepy eyes.
Just good to reach out and actually feel something there.
Cool breezes in the night.
Perky skin just oh-so tight.
And nothing but the moon to race with now.
I like the ride.
And I need the distance.
The view from the effort rocks.
Slip me a dream.
