Grex Poetry3 Conference

Item 263: blech, or something

Entered by bumble on Mon Jun 11 20:15:05 2001:

I woke up today to the frantic clip-clop clip-clop of my mind racing 
away, tried to catch it as it plowed through the half closed door and 
realized too late that its ohh so rapid egress from its once comfy home 
was the spongy sockects of sleeping eyes and they just werent up to 
snuff as all i could see was my own unshaven chin as i smacked head 
first full out into the door frame and tripped over a dream I could 
have sworn was thrown out in yesterdays trash.


So BLAH!
2 responses total.

#1 of 2 by arianna on Tue Jun 12 18:12:10 2001:

is this your normal morning routien, joe?  if so I feel sorry for the doorjam,
gettin' smacked by yo' big ol' haid ever' morning. d=


#2 of 2 by bumble on Fri Jun 15 13:32:02 2001:

hehe, i'm not entirely sure what this is...every once in a while I 
think "I should write something" then some short piece of garbage comes 
out, and TADA..hehe.


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