Friday, March 7, 2008

The virtue of an open evening.

maybe I'm dense,
or, as solid as a rock.

perhaps I am fickle-
it really depends on the
situation.

The Situation.

Which, I am able. At any moment!
Like an off kilter German equals
new fitting snow shoes. It's 1939
all over again...

So my friends, my confidants,
I stand still this Thursday and
go for a walk to buy some smokes
with my half price coupon, then attempt
to find a place to watch the sun set.


good evening.