Frustratedly annoyed (at the situation at hand)
Falling from a seat,
Meeting concrete far to intimatly,
Bearing weight with one hand,
Torn ligaments, fluid building,
OH DAMN!
Damaged ego, damaged joints,
It all adds up and falls down agian,
Frustrated crying out,
Drive to town to find a pirate,
Pirates, pizza and movies (hmm good times),
Comforting silence as night draws 'round,
Back to reality only to unsteadily balance on my own,
Somewhere between this fault line and that,
40 days til school says a friend,
40 days, 5.7 weeks, roughly 15 days of work (thats sad),
Work,
Challengingly purposeful yet remains frustrated,
The chips have landed where they please and I cant change that,
Not for these kids anyway,
Wise and aged blue heron traveled south bound on 83,
Loosing his way?
That's a terrifying thought and something I cant reverse,
Time, they always talk about precious time,
"Make the most of it" they say,
DAMN IT! I DONT WANT TO THINK LIKE THAT!!
The heron isnt ready to fade like a candle's flame,
There is too much he has to pass on,
Ugh (I'm frustratedly annoyed, as if you couldnt tell)
Anyway, back to the matter at hand,
No diving.
At least 3 weeks, high and dry,
Please distract me from that idea,
Pirates need to get together soon,
Lonely in a crowded room of ninjas and psuedo-pirate wannabes,
Oy vey the hammock is too wet to nap there,
Going to look for a nap-able space to lose me in dreaming.
Meeting concrete far to intimatly,
Bearing weight with one hand,
Torn ligaments, fluid building,
OH DAMN!
Damaged ego, damaged joints,
It all adds up and falls down agian,
Frustrated crying out,
Drive to town to find a pirate,
Pirates, pizza and movies (hmm good times),
Comforting silence as night draws 'round,
Back to reality only to unsteadily balance on my own,
Somewhere between this fault line and that,
40 days til school says a friend,
40 days, 5.7 weeks, roughly 15 days of work (thats sad),
Work,
Challengingly purposeful yet remains frustrated,
The chips have landed where they please and I cant change that,
Not for these kids anyway,
Wise and aged blue heron traveled south bound on 83,
Loosing his way?
That's a terrifying thought and something I cant reverse,
Time, they always talk about precious time,
"Make the most of it" they say,
DAMN IT! I DONT WANT TO THINK LIKE THAT!!
The heron isnt ready to fade like a candle's flame,
There is too much he has to pass on,
Ugh (I'm frustratedly annoyed, as if you couldnt tell)
Anyway, back to the matter at hand,
No diving.
At least 3 weeks, high and dry,
Please distract me from that idea,
Pirates need to get together soon,
Lonely in a crowded room of ninjas and psuedo-pirate wannabes,
Oy vey the hammock is too wet to nap there,
Going to look for a nap-able space to lose me in dreaming.