Friday, September 9, 2011

i am still alive

here is a poetries i quickly jotted down to practice on rhythm. i think it turned out okay. also rhythm is a weird word to spell

untitled (rhythm exercise)

in this frame of my life i'm the boy you never knew
fresh to the world not five feet tall
brown headed boy on the hood of a car
blue honda's hood meeting blue denim jeans
leaning over eyes closed kissing mom on the cheek
saying goodbye or saying hello, does it even matter?
no no no. know that this little kid
with the sunshine hair and the carefree air
always all smiles and laughing all the while
went extinct not too long ago
but a dinosaur fish off the coast of Brazil
came back from the past
so this little kid surely will

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