B4

"B4"

B4 time had began and after it ended, cars' headlights' shades were running across my windows, on my basement's floor, while we were making love.  Outside, people were walking as the dark, black, sky rolled on by.  The moon wasn't showing, and stars were flickering on and off again like a dying firefly.  This happened with the rest of the world when it was very high on vodka and rye.

By J. Billet's J's