hiccup hiccup
hiccup hiccup super jessup
crazy bones has undertones
hisss sketchbook
framed the donkey's house how
was your mouse
I infiltrate the great escape,
but what I was thinking about today-
I wondered of the winter, and why it went away.
Feel my sadness.
Do you feel my sadness?
Am I to assume?
No. My dizzy cat. My unwashed nightgown. Okay, so I don't have a nightgown. I'd like this all to be undeniably over. The whole thing, and you know what I mean. Love, I want to go back to the crystal mountains and the soft secret rivers.
Do you know what I mean?
Do you believe what I've seen?
I can see that inside, you're thinking of agreeing
It's okay to step out of your form
We are able to roam
Nothing is sacred and we never get home
There isn't even an ending to this poem
~
1999 - 2000