I did the right thing
By not trying to write down my poem
WHen it popped into my head
WHen I was driving home.
Only now I have forgotten it.
Sad.
Friday, June 13, 2008
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
7 comments:
i thort ya wrote one while you were driving or did you forget another one that came into your head?
Heh.
Yeh another one.
It seems my brain does most of my poetrising when im trying to sleep or drive.
moral of the story being: drive and sleep? mm?
hmm
that's like poetry squared! Sleep driving!
sure is?
Aurgh! I hate it when that happens. i get that all the time.
i am soo lost, hence the question mark in my last comment.
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