Monday, September 14, 2009

A Crappy Poem

Still
The home isn't
yet stay still godammit
still
listen
run.
Run.
Not because of moral conventions
or of turbulent connections
or even of medicinal expectations.
Just run.
It'll be ok.
Running isn't too hard
just go. Run away.
I'll be at the finish line
waiting.
From The Brainpan Of: at approximately

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

zombie killers revisited, thought you might enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UbDcN2gZCwU&feature=channel

September 19, 2009 at 1:03 PM

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