Wednesday, January 14, 2009

To be finished?

Plans are just folded dreams
Down on printed paper
We can screw them up at any time
Or turn them into darts
And shoot for the moon

1 comment:

Brass Baboon said...

I'm not sure about those last 2 lines.

After a busy day when confronting admin

 We must all come  Find ourselves And we will all be found Regardless  As the sun finds the morning As breath finds the lungs As I am found ...