Monday, 3 March 2008

your head looks like a map

i see the start

given the option

one of those years i lay there in the day

for the whole day

I cannot imagine to explain

when they tell me of their days

and this was before

i took the option

just me

i have kept it to myself

anytime i make a record

would they agree to your plans?
I have kept it
trying to smile


pencil legs
mud guts
run like a whippet
ciggerette legs


wrong ring
wrong classification


wild things run fast
come in from the cold,
little one