March 2010
oh, how can, how can you ask me again
it only brings me sorrow
the same thing...
– mister dylan
Can you stay up to see the dawn?
In the colors of Benetton
Poetry Time?
I’m allergic to my bathing cap.
Kevin’s sitting on my lap.
We’re looking up the places
where we wanna go.
We do not want snow
we’d rather the sun
but though his life has just begun
he already knows
you can’t go everywhere you want to.
We browse the greek islands, france, and spain
but somehow we can’t board that plane
and so he laughs and says to me
the picture’s all we’ll ever...
Life isn’t unfair, it’s indifferent.
My days consist of pretending that I’m interested in everyone else all the while waiting to hear from someone who thinks he loves me. He likes to throw the cold hard cash and pure mileage he travels at my expense back in my face and smear it around until I feel guilty to ever doubt his true intentions. But as I stare at the phone the thoughts creep back into my brain and establish for themselves a...
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient...
– dr. seuss (theodore)