and is it true that devils end up like you
something safe for the picture frame

so i show you some more
and i learn
what black magic can do

she said.

but baby don't look up.

'and i keep hearing that same damn song everywhere i go.
maybe i should put a bucket over my head and a marshmallow in each ear.
how sick of me must you be by now.'

i know a bar in Gansbaai.

i feel like i should carry a dictionary with me.
put it on the table, to make up for my lack
of words.