Spring rain aftermath
Puddles shiver as breeze blows
Across blurry surfaces
Day: June 6, 2009
Friends Of Mine
poetryI want to
spend the night with you
on someone else’s furniture
and wake up early
because we both have work in the morning
and I want to drive down the highway
on fumes
and I want to drive down the country road
on the same fumes
I want to
sit and listen to you
almost but not quite
crying
over anything,
everything,
that makes you almost
but not quite
cry
And I want to
FIGHT
I mean I really want to
FIGHT
for anything there is
to fight for
and I want to drive down the highway
on fumes
and I want to drive down the country road
on the same fumes