Friday, February 29, 2008
Kerouac- beginning and end
This image depicts my love for slam poetry. I call it "Tumbling mountains, I race forward, you don't know me, sky splits, radical exchange, never the same, always the same, you don't know me, rushing rivers, empty vessles, ravaged, ragged, raped, random endless nights, dreamless sleep, sleepless dream, you don't know me, you don't me."
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Niiiiiice.
It makes me want to give up punctuation shouldnt no i shouldnt
give in but i must
sweet!
I think he looks a little like Shane.
I noticed that too. It was unintentional, I guess if you spend enough time with a guy you can't help it if he's running through your brain all day, slathered in honey with "Cherry Pie" playing in the background.
Hah! Indeed, you've captured my essence... and my heart.
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