i must confess
Wednesday, February 13th, 2008i must confess
i drank from the gutter
(press)
a bystander saw me
swagger my way dreary -
down sketchy streets
soaking wet where
i fell
and almost met
my maker
i must confess
i drank from the gutter
(press)
a bystander saw me
swagger my way dreary -
down sketchy streets
soaking wet where
i fell
and almost met
my maker
how many hours have i spent
staring at the blank white ceiling
while, outside, the raindrops rushing
to meet the earth collide with leaves
and sing a sweet, soft lullaby
despite this, i lie wide awake
my weary thoughts refuse to rest
all of my friends, they seem so sure
of what their place is in this word
that god is watching them with […]
Today’s Words:
vein
carrion
gorgonzola
spark
passable
catamount
otter
I would never eat carrion with cheese.
Gorgonzola? Blue? No, please!
If I were to partake
My stomach might break.
(I admit I can be hard to please.)
A passable exception is otter,
Which might be alright with some cheddar;
But give me a catamount,
And your Visa account,
And I’ll make you a meal so much better.
The last thing to discuss are […]
There once was a girl who loved candy
She told all she met it was dandy
But the girl from next door
Loved yoga on floors
And found solace in eating things sandy.
The candy-loving girl was in shock
How could anyone want to lick rocks?
They’re salty and rough
No sweetness, no fluff!
She’d sooner dine on old socks.
So she coated a lobster […]
Today’s Words:
ore
strata
lazarette
ex-husband
windless
limerick
soup
If I were a rock, I could eat ore soup for breakfast. I would comment on my strata and show off my bulging metamorphic … oh drat, I don’t know enough geological lingo to finish that sentence with proper metaphorical jargon.
I’ll try a limerick.
There once was a girl from New York,
Who everyone thought was […]