Cowboy hat
rests upon my head.
I am hot.
Linux, Windows, DOS
gray skeleton, veins emerge
I can't fix it now.
Women adorn my
walls to glance at now and then.
Would I adorn theirs?
Mulder searching for
Scully searching for a date.
Do you believe me?
Garfunkle sleeping
much more quietly than at
9 in the morning.
Music plays again
as Winamp repeats itself
Tori sings more.
