Thursday, February 25, 2010

Teacha says there's no such thing as repetition

This started out as a song. Just randomly. Hopefully the lyrical-ness carries over. Hopfully I can make it into a better poem by Thursday. I do love this class.

-------Fast Feet--------

Run run run run run
Run run run
In the rain.
They will Run run run run run
Run run run in the rain.
In the night.

He says he Run run run run run
Run run run For the thrill.

She says she run run run run run
Run run run For him.
And the thrill.
And the night.

Run run run
Because you forget
how to walk.

Run run run
Feel the wind
swept rush.

Friday, February 5, 2010

"Did I tell you my cat died?

Do you have a little time
Would you like to feel sublime
talk for hours and never stop
chop your head off
be a lighter person brighter person, nicer
but you've heard it all before..."

A pet dying is a very strange experience.
I don't know what to make of it.

I miss you Nacho.


Thursday, February 4, 2010


Creative Writing homework is pretty much the only homework I do. Or at least the only homework I do willingly...

.....I Once loved a Cheshire Cat......

You are walking with your smile.
A smug and gilded smile that I don’t buy.

Your teeth tell me I am pathetic.
Your new stripes tell me I was a waste of time.

In my wildest dreams
A molten metal stick sears through your fur.
It shows me dust inside. Dust that
Blows into my face, makes me sneeze, And realize

I know what you are after all.
The Stupid that I stepped in that made my sole

And as I walk by you, your nose catches on
And scrunches your whiskers
And brings you defeat.

But dreams remain fantasy
And you don’t miss a beat.
Disappear again,