I've found if you tilt the shower head a certain way you can drink beer in the shower
Yesterday when i woke, the sun carried me thru the sky,
i looked straight at him and didnt go blind; he told me i already was.
'but that was ok.' he said
'nothing is real.'
i cried.
He gave me the key to the universe, but i lost it on the way home.
wish i could remember.
In the night i swam with the moon, she told me 'never to trust the sun.'
'that everything is real.'
Now i dont know what to beleive.
Then something deep inside me told me what i already knew,
That the sun and the moon are alive and dead together.
and We stand alone.
oh wow, that is a way cool poem, i wish i could be all deep and post angsty poems. (oh right i just did)
anyways weekend went like this:
wine, basement, j.d and coke jugs, d and m's. trouble, falling over, talking with syd, hungover wonderings in the city, train, smoking with my bro, wake up, wine, go out for lump, party, 4 hours sleep, wake up more wine, go see sweet decay, beer, forgotten conversations, party, nicks house, wake up, more beer, (so im basically incoherent at this stage, passed out by 8.
throw in a cheesburger and a few other things that are kinda hazy/crazy and you got the last five days of my life.
i live for music and my friends. both fill the room with beautiful noise and take me away from my head.
i looked straight at him and didnt go blind; he told me i already was.
'but that was ok.' he said
'nothing is real.'
i cried.
He gave me the key to the universe, but i lost it on the way home.
wish i could remember.
In the night i swam with the moon, she told me 'never to trust the sun.'
'that everything is real.'
Now i dont know what to beleive.
Then something deep inside me told me what i already knew,
That the sun and the moon are alive and dead together.
and We stand alone.
oh wow, that is a way cool poem, i wish i could be all deep and post angsty poems. (oh right i just did)
anyways weekend went like this:
wine, basement, j.d and coke jugs, d and m's. trouble, falling over, talking with syd, hungover wonderings in the city, train, smoking with my bro, wake up, wine, go out for lump, party, 4 hours sleep, wake up more wine, go see sweet decay, beer, forgotten conversations, party, nicks house, wake up, more beer, (so im basically incoherent at this stage, passed out by 8.
throw in a cheesburger and a few other things that are kinda hazy/crazy and you got the last five days of my life.
i live for music and my friends. both fill the room with beautiful noise and take me away from my head.