after three days of eating, chasing my cousins, playing paintball and eating some more, i am le tired.

and my debenture still sits on my desk, outstanding. must i really do it before tommorrow? sigh.

my sheets are going round in circles, emulating my clothes an hour ago.

i have about five battle scars from the paintballs. on the bright side, the third lily has opened in wonder.

tommorrow is another work day.

love is a place

& through this place of

love move

(with brightness of peace)

all places

yes is a world

& in this world of

yes live

(skilfully curled)

all worlds

- No Thanks, 58

e. e. cummings

random poetry. * shrug*

hi everybody who bothers to read my blog.

sorry i've forgotten how to write.