Roman Candles

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
MILK SHAKE IN AN OWL MUG WITH A CRAZY STRAW GUYS GET ON MAH LEVEL.

MILK SHAKE IN AN OWL MUG WITH A CRAZY STRAW GUYS GET ON MAH LEVEL.