'angels lay their odds on you
know not quite what they should do
only that they can't quite tear themselves from the view'


and.. yes of course.

40,000 words seems kind of short for a book, shit I turned in near 30,000 words of material last semester alone...

i suppose all the writing i've done in the last two or so years could be published as a book

well i'm off. i may be back late late in the night (or early early in the morning) but most likely i will wake up on old carpet smelling of black bush sweating through corduroy and denim
everyone enjoy your evening!

black bush smelling through corduroy and denim?

corduroy, denim, and shearling