Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Second time this month I drank out of a cup that still had curdled milk in it









I'm no good at sitting down & trying to write things out.
So I put batteries in my tape recorder & when I drive I'll record myself, my thoughts & ideas.
Or any other time that I'm alone, which is a lot.
When I speak out I find I'm less ostentatious & even surprise myself.

I've been having a lot of preoccupations.
Which is bad.
So I needed something to bide my time.
Gotta stop being a thumb twiddler.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Bitter

I had a feeling...
The woodwork could only hold you so long,
before you'd come out.

Stay there;
Where it is warm & cozy.
If I wanted to find you
I would have come looking!