Monthly Archives: December 2012

food for thought

FIND ME; I’m not designed to work this way.

graze my mouth with a fine phrase to munch on,

I’m dining on toast

alone alone along the day

and so I shipped off to the distant land of Tesco

(al fresco, let’s go, sets glow) with a gold-white

glow of knowledge! no, it’s fading

faster than a dart to the forehead.

food for thought: ignore it.

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return to life

I want to be out there madly wildly

dancing off the fucking rooftops

basking in the sun

and when the day is done I’ll dig my bed

collect the stars around me

pack in tight and live to right another day