This is so intriguing—I haven’t heard this.
So Venus stopped the train. I’ve heard the tale of Venus and her crazy brakeman and the spinning satellites that televised her feelings while the light struck terror. Everyone kept their distance as she orchestrated her love affair—smoking grass and being a Christmas spirit, she would take Christmas trees. I don’t recall her converging on Wilco but what do I know? It’s hard to say which had the tighter grip—her sadness or her loneliness. Her dad warmed the benches and reached out to swipe her. What a surprise. So accurate ...
This is so intriguing—I haven’t heard this.
So Venus stopped the train. I’ve heard the tale of Venus and her crazy brakeman and the spinning satellites that televised her feelings while the light struck terror. Everyone kept their distance as she orchestrated her love affair—smoking grass and being a Christmas spirit, she would take Christmas trees. I don’t recall her converging on Wilco but what do I know? It’s hard to say which had the tighter grip—her sadness or her loneliness. Her dad warmed the benches and reached out to swipe her. What a surprise. So accurate ...