Sunday, November 14, 2010

i write poems for youu!

im wrinkled and soo soo asleep today
today looks to me like a goofball
fast asleep goofball
inside of a tomb
lots of empty space and a flicker of light in the morning as the sun sprawls through
makes us roll around giggly
and soon the sun goes past
and we look for the moon today
to be pure for us
to let us be silent and rested
but no full moon pulled us out
we were trapped today
because we are sooo sleepy