Mar 20, 2007 14:54
I wrote this in advisory zoning out during AIDS curriculum...
My clock was too fast. And what of all this time to kill?
I'll wait here untill you catch up. Lazing in the light of our paradise.
I'll flop in the snow and roll in the grass...
Blossoms and twigs throughout my hair.
The sun will glint off my smile and the waterbeads on my stomach,
I'll stretch in the sand and laugh.
I'll fall over in giggly drunkenness,
Marvel the clouds and feel the mist.
Dream of you in the rain.
Dance in your name.
But you wont see me
I'm killing my time
You wont see me
Not untill you get here.
(I'm here.)
Time to go see Dr.Gaylack. No joke.