#32

when the whale's moan echos through the deserts veins the packs of coyotes will burrow under the ground. the stars will blaze out waves of gold, showering queen earth in light. PBJ

#31

when the deflated basketball face scarecrow howls out, the funnel webs will lurk the grounds waiting patiently to spin their webs of pine. The ravens will rejoice in bitterness. PBJ

#30

when the raven is soaring high, and the rattlesnakes are flayed upon the ribs of a saguaro, the waters will run freely until tomorrow. PBJ

#29

when the ravens are listening to triangle walks, they will be flying in some funky awesome patterns. the multi color jet streams will pulse through the air, intoxicating the trees in dance. PBJ

#28

when the ravens kiss the chalk outline, the crimson silk will guide to rebirth. PBJ

#27

When the charcoal veins fail to trap the venomous vapors of 100 million crimson ghosts. PBJ

#26

When the raven's wings are beating against the winds of salt, the ibises will crane from all around to scavenge the grounds. PBJ

#25

When the raven's fall asleep while drinking the waves, they will seal their fate. PBJ.

#24

when the sand is singing like a million backlit stone slinging frogs, and the cacti are slithering across the barren deserts, the crows will fly from chroma green suns to find a key. PBJ

#23

when the magpies are resting on the moon's beaches, the serpentine waves will cut through the ocean of terrestrial spheres. bullfrogs will gallop through ricket filled hollows, creating a path of velvet dust. the ravens will be exploding through meteor fields. PBJ

#22

When the ravens have nothing left to gain, that will be a really boring day. PBJ

#21

When the clock strikes 2am LA Friday = 7pm Friday Australia! Peace out have a good weekend! PBJ.

Just remember... when the ravens are soaring high and the tides are rolling low, the elephants will drink vats of beer, and the iguanas will hide out behind the pub, waiting for any poor sucker who ventures off on his own.

I think K Bone will beat D Bone in a skating race.

#20

When the ice sickle dream leaches splinter off the feathered fragments of the rib-caged mountains, the vessel will drift freely through the ghostly waters. Blood will tear down from the eyes of stalagmites. PBJ!

#19

When the octopus tree spawns out of glass coughing mouths of sepia smoke clouds, the ravens will fly freely. PBJ

#18

When the city sleeps the ravens will be fragile, open eyes will bring them back stronger to the new day of the past/future. In time it will find the path to journey upon. PBJ.

#17

When the ravens are soaring high through the alien worlds, their talons will latch onto the reef of towering glasshouses. rivers of light will leak out, spitting their wounds into the sea, creating cherry waves for the turtles to bathe the slugs with. PBJ

#16

high on the waves the ravens melt through the surface of the magma. the snakes beg for air as the zeppelin whales exhale plumes of acid filled smoke. eyeball clouds explode with concussive bursts of light as the lost souls try to make their way home. PBJ.

#15

When the crow is soaring. PBJ

#14

when the coffin parts the waves, the water's heart will pulse with drumming ripples of scarlet and violet. The ravens will wait patiently ashore for the vessels to take them away. PBJ

#13

when the raven's rip through the canvas sky, the waves will melt through the glass sand creating diamond shores. the ships ride away to a new place. PBJ.

#12

when the darkness is ripped open by a million pomegranate stars, tridents of peacock feathers will cut through the air, washing through the city, taking anything in its path. the ravens will be soaring sideways on that day...mainly to avoid the peacock feathers. PBJ K and D Bone.