I think therefore.......
I don’t want to think, I want to feel.
Emotions abound,
Just not in my tree.
I hang around wishing for the wind to make the leaves move,
dry my armpit.
Not a bad day to be a monkey.
A collection of Poems and Short Ramblings This blog is going to serve as a vehicle for publishing past poems, as well as an experiment in writing. I will write one poem per day for a year. I will include the "word of the day" from dictionary.com for that day in each poem, I will do my best.
Thursday, February 4, 1999
Ins, Outs, What Have Yous -Written in orange county airport 2-4-99
Women, Men, No Smoking.
The Pavilion Pub lies cool under soft green neon
“Lounge”
Dormitory boredom, back aches, self pity.
I may never wake up in a good mood again.
Ants with out purpose, attitudes differ, confusion
Escape.
Fuck it.
The Pavilion Pub lies cool under soft green neon
“Lounge”
Dormitory boredom, back aches, self pity.
I may never wake up in a good mood again.
Ants with out purpose, attitudes differ, confusion
Escape.
Fuck it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)