Don’t worry, I still hate Ayn Rand.
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“Gamble Away (My Time)”
Time gambles away its celerity
On youth. When you turn, it is begun.
Not learning to bridge the gap. Not
Now. We all just pause and want for that
Smallest of waterfalls to launch
Our feet into the water.
“The (Rapist)”
Bird. Your ash from the beer you drank
Fell from the sky like a
Message from some waterfall that spouts
Platitudinous “fuck you’s” to all
Its so-called friends. You have
No smoking meaning.
“Hurt (a Fly)”
Bridge water bridge water bridge
Water bridge water bridge water
Bridge water bridge water bridge
Water bridge water bridge water
Bridge water bridge water bridge.
“Sunday Sun(day)”
As the small rocks. As the leaves.
First you spread your blanket then
You open your beer to the setting sun.
Your Sunday is like the sun in the atmosphere.
Your bed is like the pillow of your bed.
-Shark
1 response so far ↓
Turd Ferguson // Jul 18, 2008 at 9:01 am
Don’t go chasing waterfalls
please stick to the river and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
but I think you’re moving too fast
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