Brain is swimming free-form, stomach doing the butterfly...

[mandrakes]

Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won't engulf my head,
I can see by infrared,
How I hate the night.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.

Marvin the Robot's melancholy lullaby from Life, The Universe, And EverythingMe, I'm a bizarre sleeper. I dream so much, and I

Comments

[olpluvr]

Creepy dude. I just posted a poem on my LJ and you just won a competition?!?!?! Congrats though!!!! Tell more about it!

[mandrakes]

I don't think I won anything. I think it's a scam. Check my latest post for more details...

[joufy]

Sorry, it's a scam. Seriously. Poetry.com says everyone is a winner even if you suck ass. Some friends of mine gave them a poem that was like. "One, big blue shoe, four eight green doors." I think Street Cents did an episode on it. They way they make you able to be published is that they accept every poem and then you have to pay 50 or 60$ to buy a "special copy" of the book where your poem is in. So if there's 1000 poems in the book it covers the cost of publishing the book. It never hits stores though. Just the hands of a poor fourteen year old.