A Place for my mind to wander.

Thursday, January 22

Conversation in Rhyme

So much honesty and still no solution
walking wounds with mere courtesy
two stars collide, split, and divide
tired of this spinning, talking pollution
something more than you and me



Friday, January 9

You say you're still in love
If true, what can be done? 
--- The Shins, Kissing the Lipless