Tuesday, November 13, 2007

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Sometimes the sound of children laughing
in the distance is a clock ticking
and I am feeling shivers
someone stamping on my grave,
and arguing that this is what I was,
and this is what I gave.

And we are living on a planet
that never stops spinning
If you spend too long on what you lose
You are never winning

And we are tiny points of light
dancing in a void


DR

Obv. that wasn't all I have. I have tons more shit. blah blah blah until I'm as sick of it as you are.

Maybe.

9 Comments:

At 2:17 pm, Blogger $Zero said...

title suggestion:

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.

 
At 11:07 am, Anonymous P. said...

say yeah.

Clap your hands!
When I feel so lonely
Clap your hands!
When I won't do nothing
Clap your hands!
When I have no money
Clap your hands!
When it don't seem likely
Clap your hands!
Are you up to something?
Clap your hands!
Where's my milk and honey?
Clap your hands!
When I just look funny
Clap your hands!
I just wait, a while

 
At 11:12 pm, Anonymous P. said...

Right, it's boring now. Get your arse back here and blog, dammit.

 
At 1:40 pm, Anonymous Father Luke said...

P. said...

Right, it's boring now. Get your
arse back here and blog, dammit.


heh

 
At 12:47 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

P. said...

Right, it's boring now. Get your arse back here and blog, dammit.


Maybe his wife finally got a restraining order against him!

 
At 8:33 am, Anonymous P. said...

Yeah, Grant, because that would have loads to do with him not blogging. Mind you... how come you don't blog?

 
At 12:14 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well if he wasn't allowed in the house he wouldn't have internet access. Why don't i blog? dunno lazy privacy issues, ability to write coherently, don't need of the hassle, don't feel the therapeutical need.

 
At 2:30 pm, Blogger Father Luke said...

everyone always wants closure
anymore. closure is boring.

That’s all I have. said Zenner.

the silence is awesome.

- -
Okay,
Father Luke

 
At 5:34 am, Anonymous Looney said...

I miss Zen...

 

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