voodoo chile ventures

rhyming and repetition...my mental stitching. ramble on.

Monday, May 15, 2006

a red wheelbarrow

wonder girl

lost

aimless

indecisive

it could all change

it might never be the same

my mind follies on freckles

my tongue, a dangerous sword

how i hate to eat my words

i forget too much


my lack

pains me

the heat of summer
will soon burn us all up

i am consumed by yawns

daily delirium

coming down
going up


trying not to break anything


i don't think i'll ever be sane



living in a dreamland
living in my head



can't a girl just pretend



can i have a magic eraser?


"don't be too blind to notice
that you're too stubborn to realize"



the street lights serenade me
always have
with their spiderwebbed suns


untitled unsung
glory box of fun


so much depends upon...

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