Random Bits of Poetry
Monday, September 26, 2005
Live slowly
slow as you can
cuz patience is watchin
not tippin its hand
when the daily routine
makes the memories blend
live your life slowly;
death waits at the end.
When afternoon sun
burns like a curse
and the river turns dry
to quench summer's thirst.
Don't try to fight it
just soak it all in
live your life slowly;
death waits at the end.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
give me a book to read
so I can steal creativity
and sound so visionary
without an apology.
I'm sorry that I have nothing to say
and that I have to be this way
and you're fine for today
but after that just stay away.
