Monday, July 14, 2014

2.1167 : 7/13/08 : Cracker

This sacred host is
one dry cracker
I’m dry as dust
and my heart couldn’t be blacker
I’m loathe to retire
I’m craving vice
I’m wishing what I wrote was true
Oh wouldn’t it be nice
to have a secret project
a fantastic trip
some kind of unfathomable
journey on a magic ship
with that mysterious captain
instead of sitting here
waiting for something to happen

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