What course should we set when we don’t plan
Ever traveling together is not a
question I’m yet
Ready to ask myself let alone you
but who said
Our greatest architecture was rice
white rice at
That whoever said that? It’s July
and we break
Like strings of what? Hoped for
assignations?
Tonight I’m listening to my albums
and now it’s
Pavement’s Slanted and Enchanted that recalls
College days when we broke all your
father’s
Rules O yes we broke every string
didn’t we?
Remember when he holding a glass of
scotch
Hollered down my wispy adolescent
side-burns?
Of course we don’t plan on traveling
together
What worlds we'd have burned if
we had!
No comments:
Post a Comment