hold on

see how hard it is

Originally posted by coleen
lesson learned oh wise one.

i promise to never insist on poetry again.

i don't think i meant that,
i think i meant that i drank too much coffee this morning
and got too much sleep last night
and now my fingers can't stop moving
and i need something to read
that is thoughtful
and serious
and full of whimsy
all at the same time.

and always insist poetry or else poetry will
die alone in teh corner of its bedroom
whimpering about how its so alone
and so depressed
but really poetry is tall
and handsome
and full of sensual energy
and sexual energy
and poetry is only
"screwed-up lovely 23"
for one more day.

Originally posted by coleen
and you see i went off on my own to try to write you a five minute poem and how could i ever consider posting next to this little lovely.

i didn't mean that to be a poem,
i just wrote it in lines
and so it looks
like one
tah-dah!

Originally posted by coleen
you are a clever one aren't you. :P

clever
cleaver
leave it up to beaver
and i mean that with all of my heart