One. Two. Three. Fuck.

September 17th, 2008 · 2 Comments

Yesterday was my birthday. I’m not sure how to feel about that.

I’m falling asleep again. What was that you said?
You said you were coming. You said it would happen.
Yesterday’s forever. The future never is
And let’s explode. And make a home.

So I fill my jetpack with kool-aid and milk
And went to fly. And wet the sky.

And when I get there I smile for you
Don’t you worry. Don’t you worry.
The polity’s a-wire. The ink is barely dry
But you’re a fiction. And I’m a toad.

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2 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Colombina Valera (avalera10) // Sep 17, 2008 at 10:17 pm

    happy birthday.

  • 2 Max Suechting (msuechting11) // Sep 18, 2008 at 1:57 am

    I think the tag list is the best portion of this post.

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