A broken poet

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Cloud Refineries II

“A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as
the mist resembles the rain.” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Best Audience Ever!


"And it's you and me and all of the people
And I dont know why I cant keep my eyes off of you" - Lifehouse

Thursday, April 10, 2008

What I wanted to say was

I think your new hairstyle looks fantastic!
That green top, matches that necklace so perfectly.
In fact, it gave me an idea for a new equation
on colour complementation.
I would create a new word,
nay, a new language
to describe how pretty you look today.

Instead, my brain fumbled
and I muttered awkwardly:

"Shit bitch. You is fine!"

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

I'm in ur phonez

I like to phone random phone numbers at night. Lucky phone book picks, numbers from walls and random dials. That sort of thing. When the person on the other side, is most likely home alone, watching tv. I would then repeat what they say, back to them.

Sure, it sounds retarded now...
But when you are home alone,

at night...

Its REALLY creepy...

Timing is everything.