Depth Perception: |
The sad thing is that everyone thinks that they're 'deep',
the tragedy is... that nobody is.
I think that diversity get's confused with depth too often....
shit... I tried typing this wit...
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Wed, 23 May 2007 12:37:00 PST |
WRIST WATCH: |
I'm jealous of a wrist watch.
Knowing it's life will out live me,
knowing it's heart will out tick me.
And when my time is up and they bury me,
he'll keep right on continuing to be
a wrist wat...
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 01:00:00 PST |
WORDS FOR THE DEVIL: |
Not only could I justify killing you... I'd make it beautiful.
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 11:26:00 PST |
YOU: |
You're the only memory worth remembering.
I've seen Aurora Borealis holding hands with armagedon, but you
you're the only memory worth remembering.
I've seen an eathquake wrapped in a hurricane, ...
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 11:43:00 PST |
DUSTY HEART: |
I'd compose a love song for you,
but my head is broken
and the fog is rollin' in.
I'd write a poem for you,
but my heart is rusted shut
and my blood's collecting dust....
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 11:34:00 PST |
CRY: |
when little kids
fall trip and split
their toes
their tears
trickle down like little rain drops drip
and they let out a cry.
whether tears of pain or tears of joy
crying is just your soul making nois...
Posted by James Cook (The Bard) on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 12:30:00 PST |
