April 21, 2017
An ordinary miracle
Might make my day good night.
An everyday freak hailstorm
Should soften the certain gravitas of agony..
Would my monday to monday/ Gone on to a good gravy, when
My dumptruck of good luck sails in?
All this will be laid to waste.
Then strong sprouts/ in not long/ will no doubt
Green the place.
(5 yrs back)
December 14, 2012
it’s surely not insurmountable
I concur it’s not as easy as
glossy magazines on coffee tables
it’s what I really want for christmas
it’s what I really want for my wish
when stars shoot, for my penny in a well,
when a haytruck passes–don’t look back! aw hell
I guess it’s a day way serious
it’s a night more so