prog 0 Report post Posted November 8, 2005 Where is my sunshine?In the cool of day I circlein my funeral suitblack and ashenedthe cake and icing put on hold.Acid floats amongst the pillowed cloudsand I feel like snatching some injectionanother source of airas i swirl enclosed in my oxygenbreathing in my exhalation.Sometimes I wish the sky would rain goldfish and the sun would shine down yellow daffodils The blue brimming sea an ocean for my feetthe world my body-- my life.Alone in an empty parka rusty swingis a launching pad to my sky. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
techiejohn 0 Report post Posted November 9, 2005 Where is my sunshine? In the cool of day I circle in my funeral suit black and ashened the cake and icing put on hold. Acid floats amongst the pillowed clouds and I feel like snatching some injection another source of air as i swirl enclosed in my oxygen breathing in my exhalation. Sometimes I wish the sky would rain goldfish and the sun would shine down yellow daffodils The blue brimming sea an ocean for my feet the world my body-- my life. Alone in an empty park a rusty swing is a launching pad to my sky. 202800[/snapback] Hey, I really like that! I am wondering if you can send that to my email at johnkiel@boreal.org, so I can put it on my website. Although I would love your name and your web address. But, if you don't want this on my website, just don't email it to me! Thank You! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites