[26V08]
she was pretty
in a tinkerbell sort of way
but her hands were old
and her laugh was too loud
to be real
Because I have such an entertaining life and such interesting thoughts and such informed opinions. *snorts*
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
i fell asleep on a bus... why am i rhyming again?
[V08]
stealing sleep
going under
without going deep
hate the train
hate the rain
intermittent light
blinking night
slumped in seat
as heavy lids
succumb to heat
resting pain
on window pane
dreaming of bed
and pillowed head
stealing sleep
going under
without going deep
stealing sleep
going under
without going deep
hate the train
hate the rain
intermittent light
blinking night
slumped in seat
as heavy lids
succumb to heat
resting pain
on window pane
dreaming of bed
and pillowed head
stealing sleep
going under
without going deep
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
shorties.
[25IV08]
stop thinking...
today is friday -- a day for gardens and flowers
and picking out bottle caps from drinking sessions past
smell the love scent of lemon grass and little white blooms
lying together in the green swing
... and rest
___
[12V08]
there is nothing
the world stops
then the heart starts beating
and you remember to breathe
you return to your body
lying prone on the bed
senses come back one by one
and you feel the breeze
before hearing the fan whisper
against heated skin deprived of sleep
stop thinking...
today is friday -- a day for gardens and flowers
and picking out bottle caps from drinking sessions past
smell the love scent of lemon grass and little white blooms
lying together in the green swing
... and rest
___
[12V08]
there is nothing
the world stops
then the heart starts beating
and you remember to breathe
you return to your body
lying prone on the bed
senses come back one by one
and you feel the breeze
before hearing the fan whisper
against heated skin deprived of sleep
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