there were two bears, one smiled and one frowned.
but one hunnypot.
and beeping gadgets dont lull me
nor does loss
so ill stay awake with the beeping of alarmclock purgation.
its only fare.
(for the next ride)
sigh
one stone night i remember you both. grinning in talk, 2 young folk songs blaring into the sunset.
and i passed thru this room with the energy of speedfreak but to avail at nothing great.
to reveal my faces but in letters on the fridge.
to show you how i see your eyes in a rainy street.
i just want you to be fantastic.
with or without a solitare cell.
