a random thread
some days the subjects run both
ways out of three directions
highly improbably you say a thing
huddled into the corner and is
making loud clicking noises it
won't bother us it won't mean
a thing i'm all for that and
against you high strung superior
anarchy is fine when you're sitting
at home with a warm cup of tea
let's leave it at that shall we
i can feel your eyes on the back
of my wreck too loud too self
assured drive it home now twice
spoken accusations are as good as
true kindness warm touch reaching
in too many directions and it's not
the proper scene bathing in the
illumination when what you want to
see is behind us and overwritten
don't worry about the noises it's
all noises and three boxes in
the corner for storing all the
meanings five appointments down
one love letter to the right i've
positioned myself to never lose
there's a slight draft but a warm
heart exclamatory defense of undue
kindness just don't sit there when
i've remade myself so very ready
to listen
ways out of three directions
highly improbably you say a thing
huddled into the corner and is
making loud clicking noises it
won't bother us it won't mean
a thing i'm all for that and
against you high strung superior
anarchy is fine when you're sitting
at home with a warm cup of tea
let's leave it at that shall we
i can feel your eyes on the back
of my wreck too loud too self
assured drive it home now twice
spoken accusations are as good as
true kindness warm touch reaching
in too many directions and it's not
the proper scene bathing in the
illumination when what you want to
see is behind us and overwritten
don't worry about the noises it's
all noises and three boxes in
the corner for storing all the
meanings five appointments down
one love letter to the right i've
positioned myself to never lose
there's a slight draft but a warm
heart exclamatory defense of undue
kindness just don't sit there when
i've remade myself so very ready
to listen
Comments
*buys him a coffee*
"Ode to AO at Mars/Moon Conjunction?"
Originally posted by shetline
some days the subjects run both
ways out of three directions
highly improbably you say a thing
huddled into the corner and is
making loud clicking noises it
won't bother us it won't mean
a thing i'm all for that and
against you high strung superior
anarchy is fine when you're sitting
at home with a warm cup of tea
let's leave it at that shall we
i can feel your eyes on the back
of my wreck too loud too self
assured drive it home now twice
spoken accusations are as good as
true kindness warm touch reaching
in too many directions and it's not
the proper scene bathing in the
illumination when what you want to
see is behind us and overwritten
don't worry about the noises it's
all noises and three boxes in
the corner for storing all the
meanings five appointments down
one love letter to the right i've
positioned myself to never lose
there's a slight draft but a warm
heart exclamatory defense of undue
kindness just don't sit there when
i've remade myself so very ready
to listen
Post modern Parables or the makings of a writer..
Come on Shetline..come out of the writers' Block