February 25, 2001

  • It's not your fault Joey, it's not your fault.

     

    I don't know how to explain the difference between joy and pain.  I am some sort of gray in between. I am like jello....forming myself to the mold of Life. 

    Throw me a fish.

    Give me a line .

    Let me drift in sublime. 

    Jello. 

    Like Lime. 

    Lime Green Jello. 

    Sublime, Lime Green Jello.

    Wiggly and Green

    Translucent Dream.

    I'll wade in Lime Green Jello

    Light shines through

    It shimmers and fades

    Sound is subdued

    I'ts easy to wade

    In Lime Green Jello

    Like a pig in shit,

    Happy.

    Just to wade,

    Or maybe I'm a bubble......

     

    JoAnn M.-D.©

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What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.