Monday, April 5, 2010

obama is mentioned in this poem - it gives you hope that it will be good

we assume that all we see is all there is -

the lesson in the meantime is that we do not know

what we don’t know and never will.

that is to be expected of course...

there was several minutes of alot of sweetness


sometimes we get filled in on a few secrets &

actually know what is going on

i’ve had a fascination with secrets since i decided

i wanted to have some

on thursdays i am too trusting


on sundays i am too forgiving,

on mondays i want to punch everyone in the face

on wednesdays i want to be in the adams family


today i am glad to go to sleep late with a pen in my hand

all the words have bled into letters,

it’s hard to tell if the meaning is still there, tonight,

we are not drunk

perhaps we should wait til morning

to see what happens,

your eyelashes look like a thousand panthers

streched out in the sun


when the sun wakes us up tomorrow

we’ll stretch out into

pillows & get warmer knowing


nothing! and existance is futile and people are

pointless, so why ever care about what happens

obama feels this way also,

but he has a puppy to distract him from his

loveless marriage,

we just have alcohol + pastels

his actions change the world. our hopes change our world.


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