You can Laugh at the End
On the edge of the frayed ends
Is a fancy ritual like a dance of madmen
They know that the shaking
Won’t save them
But if you are going to be getting
A set of bloody knuckles
Bring it all on like a song
I couldn’t say what this unsure feeling
Was born from
It takes a while feeling fallible
To see it as just the way we live
I want to laugh in the hollows
Getting the rigid manic
Chuds
To just shut the hell up!
posted by Rex Venom at 5:55 PM
3 Comments:
Off topic here but -- I have a sister in Hali who hangs with artsy eloquent people, I bet you've run across each other at some time, she works at Aveda and I think you're young like her. Do you know a really pretty girl named Maggie?
Is someone trying to hook you up with her sister?? Lovely photos but her behind is a little bit over the edge I think. ;-)
jGrrl - Maggie at Aveda (on Spring Garden, right?)...hmmm..
No. I don't know her. But now I will have to wander by, you know, while in the area.
Helena - I hope! hahah!
Yeah. I had thought I was past these kinds of posts. But sometimes I get these moods...heehee
Rock on!
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