i didn’t see it coming
until it was too late
and i was gone completely
talking about crazy things
in an overly eloquent way
because of too little blood
in the alcohol stream
Day: August 9, 2008
permission
poetryi like you fat and full of smiles
snuggly with little understanding
i like that your clothes are one piece
and your only need is sleep
(i can relate to that)
you can grow up
but dont grow old
the sieve and the sand 