Friday, March 14, 2008

ruminations: a poem

i thought i would own a house
off in the country somewhere,
with a kit-cat klock in the kitchen
and doors we'd never bother to lock

but it was not to be

no, it was not to be
i was not to live this beautiful dream
this idyll that men strive and die for
because, uh...
i don't know, it turns out i'm a ghost or something

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