Sunday, February 25, 2007

The pirate who decided to visit

If a pirate came and asked me,
"How fares it?"
I would say,
"Shitty!" or "Like an ass drowned to Davy Jones' Locker!" (either reply would do)
Then I would sigh, and he would laugh and steal my money (which is worth nothing because I have no money. And thus we would both end up where we started: him treasureless and me sad).

rum, rum

tumble
tumble
tumble.
it's
all
tumbling
down.
life.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Lights

Breathe,
whisper in my ear
because i want you near.