little things make me crazy
i'm pondering the sore
i would rip this wound open
pray you infect me once more
to my bones, to my core but
you're not here anymore
so
i count
seconds, minutes, hours, days
resigned to the ways
time and silence persist to faze me
that you continue to amaze me
and you still
drive me crazy.
(excerpt from my poem, Speak)
and now a special treat -
words by shausler, inspiration by me:
starkitty
never did write you a song
what a pitty
now i jot for you this ditty
and i wont charge you
2 fity
star star star
kitty
your brason honesty its a
must
feel you out till i get
sust
when my car is a rust
and my whallet a bust
in you i trust
like gritty to the nitty
yes that be you
star kitty
lately i aint a been to
witty
but your fresh faced posts perked me
up
star star kitty you
fill my
cup
ONE MORE, POR FAVOR
by my babygirl Lleena:
STARKITTY.
She
the
almighty
remarkable
kitten
I
totally
trip
yeah.
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| Hobbies: | writing (prose, short stories and maudlin poetry), saying, "Look at me!", movies (although I'm not sure about the current Paul Thomas Anderson craze), doing as little as possible yet still getting paid, pimpin' ain't easy, and stalking TheFrog (check his profile comment, it's brilliant). |
