Malibu is hard for me to rhyme with. There is a slight discomfort. So we keep the trip moving. Over the hills. Into Simi Valley. Back to Malibu. A wild Asher appears.
The Angels
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Driving through the night has become part silly, part desirable. Leaving Flagstaff at 20:00 should have placed us in Malibu for sunrise. Traffic and a turn dropped us an hour back. We still ended up where we needed. Underwater, sitting on resin. Sand and Seaweed.
Malibu is hard for me to rhyme with. There is a slight discomfort. So we keep the trip moving. Over the hills. Into Simi Valley. Back to Malibu. A wild Asher appears.
Malibu is hard for me to rhyme with. There is a slight discomfort. So we keep the trip moving. Over the hills. Into Simi Valley. Back to Malibu. A wild Asher appears.
