removed and disillusioned come and play the fair we share we share we share the words won't come again
high on sugar sweet caffeine our new drug won't do coke with cola might make you fat again
wander round the corner check your pulse no meds could bring you back tomorrow proclaimed dead again
¶ 6:47 PM
Thursday, February 14, 2008
the two walk in the door a lady sitting, waiting a cool breeze settles in among the taps, the shakes, the pours
stand up and walk around the corner's a little quieter she's running late but needs a bit and soon he's back again
so pensive concentrating top 100 on the drums wishful thinking hours to come making best of hours gone
countless minutes counting cars in the glass room mindless chatter gets them though waiting, weightless writing wait less sitting on the floor
¶ 6:42 PM
poetry, song, and simple words that may never make it off of the writers page and into the world