Mar 2011
after William the ******’s love poem to Ceslie*
like unfolding the sun. like
leaking lava-lamps. like
******* stars. like
ancient language lit
by flashlight. like
candles warming
keyboards. like
whiskey soaked
eyes weeping. like
emptiness that keeps
on hoping. like
sick of smiling
when it doesn’t make sense
like unfolding the sun. like
leaking lava-lamps. like
******* stars. like
ancient language lit
by flashlight. like
candles warming
keyboards. like
whiskey soaked
eyes weeping. like
emptiness that keeps
on hoping. like
sick of smiling
when it doesn’t make sense
It's meant to be humorous and self descriptive (self aware) while telling a short story of failed romance... and if you're a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan. **** yeah Spike. Update 3-7-11
