One day the horses will live in the saloons
and the enraged ants will throw themselves on the yellow skies that take refuge in eyes of cows.
places you can find me:
-under a shady tree
-im my school's library
-tucked away in my sheets
-(all other places fill in with candle wax and the leftover milk in your cereal bowl.)
anton martinez. space adventurer. time traveler. trinket peddler.
It has been rumored that i am the worlds best Tumbler. it has been further rumored that a suspicious Russian man is in the works to steal my talent. (think curly mustache and trench coat)
There was a deer in my sisters backyard tonight, for some reason it reminded me of you, maybe because i was afraid of it. It was still a very attractive deer.