13 September 2009

wet it is

i hope it rains
for forty days and forty nights
and i will take my boat
out on the rivers
and cry for forty suns and forty moons
and soak in the tears
sink into my skin
drink into my life
and gather up snails
watch them slide over
worms in the wet
rain
for days

04 July 2009

I am such a dork

I made my googlemail look like tmbo. It took long enough for me to figure out how to get the color codes ;)

and, maybe I'll start bloggerating again. writing about how my dog thinks that earplugs are candy treats for her to eat and poop out later. earwax must be tasty.
I killed some time wandering the aisles of walgreen's today, and noticed the lack of neat journals. I'm sure I have plenty empty pages in the last one I used, probably about 4 years ago. Now, since I can type a lot faster than I can write, I should just start writing my brains out.

I remember it feels good; good to let lose and think as a flow.

16 February 2009

09 January 2009