Food for thought….
Nothing like stuck in a rhetoric of the be known to beget
The tragic fate of the undying mess
Of, how I am so bored ….
The sip of the mirror renders taste reminisces of the bitteresque –
Placing my hands on the typewriter as if I were playing a piano
Swimming shadows of
Totality featuring a smite of Beethoven hovering over my harmony
Simple life lessons and lives lost – all chalked up
To food for thought…. the path in which one gets large (and lost).
Jen Juice 
June 1, 2013 at 3:03 PM
Howdy! This post couldn’t be written any better! Reading this post reminds me of my old room mate! He always kept talking about this. I will forward this post to him. Fairly certain he will have a good read. Thanks for sharing!