SONG OF THE DAYZE~~~!!!

Total Eclipse of the Heart by ?
and ummm..............what else?? Dang it...i forgot what it's called. oh yeah. It's "The Heart of The Matter". Very good song. You should listen to it.

ummm...sorry I haven't been on here in forever!! so much has been going on.

and here's a poem I wrote recently:

We walk, we eat, we drink, we sleep, we count the sheep, while the birds cheep cheep.
We do our business, wash our clothes, walk or run, and blow our noses, listening to the chickens in the yard and scratching in the dirt with maple twigs.
Twiggy, and Sancheeto, and the Easter Bunny all lived, for a little while but eventually they passed from our lips.
Building the fences, that just wait to tear down, walloping tears, sliding down, down, down, down.
The paper, it hurts us, when cuts us it does. Our faces are bumpy where we no lavarse las caras. The lights, they flash yellow, off-green if you will. Abstract art is the essence, like the blue bird’s grey trill.
The statue off the east coast that holds her head high, shines green with no envy, holds up her torch of great light.
Mom is taking a picture of the moon every night.
The bird’s nest rests softly in the city Beijing, in the treetops that swing, on the small little things. And the kitties, they play till the old mouse comes back. And they cough and they hack till their faces turn black.
But black as they are and white as they were, tells nothing of what the great stories would turn. Turn to the sun, and turn to the sky, turn all around in our sweet little minds.
We’re living it up while you’re living it down.
We don’t care we don’t care we don’t care in this town.
You ask why I don’t put the indents in here. You want to know why? It’s because I don’t care. A poem’s a poem’s a poem’s fine sir.
It’s the greatest show on earth, I tell you, dear man, and you shan’t miss it for all the land in this land. Land ain’t money as much anymore. Money is money is money is more.
The gate, it shall close on us all, if we wait. Don’t make it mad, for longer you will wait. The pain, oh, the horror! The creaks and the grinds! I miss you dear Emma. And I hope you are fine.

10/11/10

Love.Peaches.ChickenGreases.rock on foozsh. and remind me to tell mr. cake i will totally take him up on his halloween offer.

Please!! Someone tell me of some super duper prize!! I am in total debt!!
<3kitty