bubblegum

Half the reason I started this blog was so that my scribbled imaginings would find solace in a place less cluttered than my notebooks/head. Case in point: the following is sure to be missing a line or two, but where those lines have gone to is anyone's guess.

baby blue brand new peek a boo what a view whos who oh phew what to do not a clue ey bee sees one two threes climbing trees dirty knees birds and bees hes and shes honey please oh jeez side by side kiss the bride hitch a ride far and wide foolish pride rising tide cut and dried lived and died lean and mean primp and preen king and queen aint it keen cook and clean grass is green quite pristine what a scene virgin whore either or wanted more slam the door off to war such a chore blood and gore hear em roar get back new jack git the knack what you lack fill yer pack bodies stack if yer lucky git a heart attack bullet fly clear blue sky bleed em dry walk on by mothers die children cry why oh why my oh my day is done song is sung no longer young sure was fun blind and numb deaf and dumb here it come--

idle words from a reprobate mind

"Wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something."
- Plato

"The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
- Sylvia Plath

"Hey, I have a blog now."
- D