Sometimes I write just as you see...I think it's been that way for you and me. Something about the rhyme, or no, of poetry....seems to bring out a certain purity.
dang, i could write a thing or two about anticipation, but seeing as i was up until 4:30 a.m. the night before, i passed out before i read this....feh.
whenever you wait
ReplyDeletewith a heigthened sense, then it's
anticipation.
but when you're waiting
ReplyDeletefor the obvious answer....
then it's rejection.
you're entering those, right?
ReplyDeletethey're very good.
yeah, I suppose I can enter them.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I write just as you see...I think it's been that way for you and me.
Something about the rhyme, or no, of poetry....seems to bring out a certain purity.
but then, if only my name was Clem.
dang, i could write a thing or two about anticipation, but seeing as i was up until 4:30 a.m. the night before, i passed out before i read this....feh.
ReplyDeleteWait a while, darling
ReplyDeleteYou'll find that life's not as good
as all that, and chips...
Straight off the top of me head and a bit depressing...
Eep!