A pen wobbles
at the edge of a wooden desk...
In my town - not a city like Rio Verde,
The Circus arrived with January's festival...
I miss them moments, like the rain
like Xanthe, showering PnQ with fame...
When writing a poem, I was told:
"Do not repeat the same words."...
I Want to write about you
And the way I feel when you are near by...
Seems today it's just this empty bottle on the...
me and a couple of strangers...
I can't seem to understand,
the mysteries of life...
I think of you as starry skies
Who hypnotize my dreamy eyes...
If you start joking too much,
people start to take you less seriously...
The street looks a little brighter every night,
I wonder if it's really because of me...
Now, cry! Oh, cry! You silly cat
Or chase that rat under the hat...
Down the corner to the left, across the gas...
a dog dogs a dog while another dog tails and dogs...