Pack and get dressed before your father hears us. Before.. all hell.. breaks loose.

Aug 27, 2004 08:39

"thinking of you and pretending"

it leaves like a train
unstoppable in it's tracks
there's no hope of getting back
back to the way it was
so there's no use in wishing
for a better hand of cards
you'll just return to fishing
stranded out at sea
where all these other fish are
that you speak of
but that's just not for me
all i want is quiet
and a piece of something
something more concrete

...

So, I woke up late feeling sick. I didn't much feel like writing today. So there's a little bit of poetry. Or something.

Comin' Atcha...

(1) "Da vee ah ze Scorpions an vee rok, ve rok so hahd!"

(2) Assless pants

(3) Time vortex

(4) Radiohead

Love, Mike.
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