"Memories of Ariane" Bob Dylan

Ain't it just like the web to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise says she's improving her brain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the shit refresh rate
In this room you're not meant to masturbate
The itunes on shuffle plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just the mouse cable and joypad entwined
And these visions of Ariane that conquer my mind

-- Thomas, Monday, 21 April 2008 14:20 (25 minutes ago) Bookmark Link

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I poured her a drink, maybe three
and said hey let's all drive to the sea

-- Mark G, Monday, 21 April 2008 14:45 (57 seconds ago) Bookmark Link