Saturday, October 11, 2008
some very old poetry:
I woke up today and
looked in the mirror.
I saw an old man
Staring back at me.
I'd become content
with this life I lead
Where I drink too much
And don't believe in much of anything.
---
Humanity builds
Machinations that destroy
And monkeys stare on
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those are both from before the road trip
interesting state of mind
i remember that guy, i think.
