Wednesday, September 10, 2008

night

Walking home, no bike tonight

Sweet earth, you sure do feel just right

Mustang with four legs so tight -

Come be in this fight


Seeing what I never see

Melancholy child to be

Swear em’ off; ‘no men for me’

Flashes on the big marquis


Wandering around the maize

Pet one dog for several days

To take a dive in headlight haze

This hair; it’s really just a phase

1 comment:

Unknown said...

haha. good. you love end rhyme ~ yes you doOo