Wednesday, January 11, 2006
A Sonnet to the Potheads
Life is short and then you die: A cliché. That’s why kids get high. Such a sad display. Consider a poignant response to this: You were born to live forever. Don’t miss out—don’t pass it by—don’t waste it away by getting high. Too many to my dismay live their whole lives by the motto of KISS: Rock...
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The john and the she-wolf come to some terms
Gothic beyond all limits of dark grace, intense as a Titian on stark display is the look of horror on the john’s face. Full is the moon, high above clouds of gray. Soon he is bit by the she-wolf whose prey upon humans sates her crude appetite. The john is hellbent to live, come what may; He fights...
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