You said the wrong thing to me,
and now it's so windy out.

The trees might break,
and the streets might bend,
and the leaves don't know where they belong.

Do you think that you
and I could blow down the moon?

I had a dream,
an eloquent dream,
a dream that you seduced me.

It was so
unlike
you.

But in the morning
you asked
me
how I slept. I knew

then
it wasn't you.
That is the worst

way
to seduce
a man.

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Keep this learning to listen ( Read more... )

I often have difficulty where to start these entries..."but worst of all is to begin, to begin, to begin." as Barthelme wrote. In answering one of Kristina's questions, though, I knew where to start ( Read more... )

the wrappers of all the cherry ( Read more... )

It's amazing how complicated livejournal has gotten. I think when I first started using it, you basically just had posts and user icons. Maybe the occasional poll. Nowadays, it takes me a few minutes to figure out where all the buttons moved to ( Read more... )

"Back in the world, I felt like a man that had come down from the rare atmosphere of a very high mountain. When I got to Louisville, I had already been up for four hours or so, and my day was getting on towards its noon, so to speak, but I found that everybody else was just getting up and having breakfast and going to work. And how strange it was ( Read more... )

I didn't have much hope for this, seeing as how everyone that's taken it on my friends list has pretty much gotten the same results. But, lo and behold, mine are different ( Read more... )