
My legs have been shaky all day
I think they know something that the rest of my body doesn't
I'm nervous for the future
Oops, did I say nervous?
I meant...scared.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Shiver Me Timbers...
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I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy And the god of imagination. Not really... I'm just tired And Full Of Poo...

My legs have been shaky all day
I think they know something that the rest of my body doesn't
I'm nervous for the future
Oops, did I say nervous?
I meant...scared.
1 comments:
I like this post. Curse the unknown future!
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