Barack Hussein Obama II may have a Muslim surname and family name, may have a younger Jewish half-brother living somewhere in China, may have been a member of a Christian cult, may have an oral fixation, may have Communist tendencies, may identify as African-American on census forms even though he's Hapa, may have received an education in Indonesia, may have an affinity for occupied Pearl Harbours, but I just dreamed of an adolescent pair of Eurasian Nefilim with a single striped wing each, sitting Indian-style or Buddha-style, shirtless, like inaction figures, Abbott and Costello whining about home base, dejected.
I woke up to my stroke-embued father whimpering next door and thought I should have extracted his unfinished juice from box, to administer C.P.R. and give mouth to mouth properly with the Olive Tree Tsunami, whose limping footsteps shuffled after mine, groggily down the stairs of antiquity.
While fiending for a New Port from The Thirteen Attributes of Mercy doing laundry, these seedless green grapes taste Selichos salty.
While fiending for a New Port from The Thirteen Attributes of Mercy doing laundry, these seedless green grapes taste Selichos salty.
