Streets slow down and ice over,
Dusk comes on and I struggle to stop,
To stop, to stop thinking of you
In civil twilight
Hey, every other hour I pass that house,
Where you told me that you had to go
I wonder if the landlord has fixed the crack,
That I stared at, instead of staring back at you;
My chance to say something seemed so brief, but it wasn’t.
Now I know I had plenty of time
Between the sunset and certified darkness
Dusk comes on and I follow the exhaust from memory up to the end
The civil twilight
I made this pizza today. I made the dough out of dumpstered flour, and the pesto out of dumpstered basil, sprouts, and pine nuts. There are chopped cashews, rosemary, and nootch on the other one. I brought it to a potluck.
[Hey! …are you sure you’re not an FBI agent, Patrick!?! - ed.]
reblog for link: attn delafield DC/chill factory
This is one tasty and elegant pizza made of mushrooms, kale, and truffle oil. Check out the recipe on Vegan Miss!
[DINOSAUR KALE!
Brings all the dinos to the yard! - ed.]
dat crust
working hard, obviously
