Tuesday, June 12, 2007

I Got Nothing

A wintery day
Slept in
Feeling frazzled
Naked trees
Days fly by
Argh

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

careful Si, your boardering on poetry writing....careful.... step AWAY from the key board...insert Malborough red to gob...light...inhale deep and long..... pull up socks.
better?


erm, cough cough, ah fuck it, poetry away good sir, the world can only be better for it....tis better than hunting endangered lizards.

Bob Daktari said...

its not poetry

its the inner workings of a smokers mind

yep not much going on in there

lizards scare me