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Jul 23, 2008 - 14:19 PM PST

Mama says that when she was a child dogs didn’t attack children,

She says that violence is an invention of my generation.

I walked to my car and thought about volcanoes,

There should be more songs about volcanoes

A volcano musical

Children can play the parts of flying lava bits,

I could play the lead, the one who made the volcano erupt

Explode.

Spew.

Nothing is scary in the daytime.

Instinct tells us that monsters with razor sharp teeth and a hatred for brown headed girls,

These monsters don’t’ come out during the day.

There is a boy in my class from Turkey, who keeps looking at me,

He wears glasses and a stripped collared shirt every time I see him.

I told him yesterday that I thought his new haircut was great - now he's in love.

It is the small things that compel us, and the smallest things that ruin us.