Thursday, November 29, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Oh I guess
I asked my mom
to fix the hole in my backpack once
because the stitches I tried to make myself
tried to bring two sides
that refused to stretch
She used a red velvet patch
but that fell off too
As I stared into the hole
I stood back
And realized I was looking at a blanket
with no start and no beginning
So then I went looking
for the corner
because I like chewing on that part
to fix the hole in my backpack once
because the stitches I tried to make myself
tried to bring two sides
that refused to stretch
She used a red velvet patch
but that fell off too
As I stared into the hole
I stood back
And realized I was looking at a blanket
with no start and no beginning
So then I went looking
for the corner
because I like chewing on that part
Friday, November 09, 2007
Story of the Doomed Man
Once upon a time
There was a man drifting on a boat
sailing forever in the dark
following the ever dimming glow ahead of him
Who just found out
He was going blind
There was a man drifting on a boat
sailing forever in the dark
following the ever dimming glow ahead of him
Who just found out
He was going blind
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
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