Sunday, November 14, 2004
pass the potatoes
-------(I can’t keep giving thanks)
I’m a rogue little rambler
----sights set on
---------the cornucopia
---circumstantial poverty
leaves me yearning
---to transcend the day to day
find myself
------spastic static and spinning
--on a dance floor of night
stars stuck to my skin
-------like some kind of cosmic disco ball
baby, can you dig it?
I’m a rogue little rambler
----sights set on
---------the cornucopia
---circumstantial poverty
leaves me yearning
---to transcend the day to day
find myself
------spastic static and spinning
--on a dance floor of night
stars stuck to my skin
-------like some kind of cosmic disco ball
baby, can you dig it?
