Posted by nrm on 1/23/2007, 2:50 pm wheel barrel after wheel barrel a low flying plane over head cars driving by ate some greasy stir fry cleaning up cat puke my nipples inhaling writing these painting these
Message modified by board administrator 1/23/2007, 2:51 pm
stacking logs
in the rain
for hours
my crooked
back isn’t
as strong
as in younger days
sludging through mud
staring up at clouds
chain smoking
ciggy butts
thoughts of it
nose diving
into a field
giving peculiar looks
in a non stick pan
after dumping litter box
doing dishes
take dog in & out
drenched
all chilly & itchy
smearing mud on
my old jail shirt
what might be
last days
of comfort
worthless
thoughts
worried eyes
Message Thread:
« Back to thread