i dont know exactly how bad the stuff i write is.moderately bad?bad ? utter crap?neways here some of the stuff i wrote (note most were written when i was younger and was even more prone to idiocy)


(i dont yet have name for this thing)

Have watched mutely
Words,
weren't forthcoming.
Smiled instead.

Moments ,
shot in shades of laughter
nestled with regret.

Next time ,
a promise to find words

OSTRICH

Am (obviously)
in denial.
It cant exist
If i choose not to see it.



this has taken way too long.( well obviously,i type with two fingers ).i'll post the rest of the stuff later .for now i have to go