Friday, August 31, 2007

dry eyes

i start to think:

age determines, age undermines.
fate intervenes, fate runs through the grapevine.
sage thinks, sage tends to shine.
whose turn is it this time?
i choose to believe it is mine.

i start to think.

Posted by groove of a spoof on Friday, August 31, 2007

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
: : : : : : : : : : : obiter dictum : : : : : : : : : : :