terental

looking back in time
through verses set into nursery rhyme
at oil painted eyes
of muses left behind
i swear i know not why
those eyes have always left me dry

she stands with arms streached out
towards the mountains and the clouds
oil painted eyes
blind yet hipnotized
i swear i know not why
those eyes have always left me dry

how near how far how lost they are

i've rendered every line
every contour of a muse's eye
painted in my eye's mind
on canvases of time
i swear i know not why
those eyes have always left me dry

me dry

so i decided since i'm all alone for christmas this year i had to buy myself a present. some of you know, those of you who live here will soon find out how wierd i am. pull up your collars

i've been in a very odd mood all day. i've gotten more shit from work this holiday than anyone has ever given me. cool shit too. Ok nobody cares but I really don't have much else to write about.

someone save me

i miss your rantings, do you miss my all time lows?

at least i have my health, 'cough'